Saunter up the street,
pretending to have a gun,
dragging on a fag
a moment of euphoria
in a life of small pleasures.
Jogging bottoms,
hoody,
the uniform of youth
photocopied in a larger size.
A cheeky can of beer
just like a can of Coke
carried by a ten year old.
Cartoon features,
and a mischievous charm,
could ask the queen for a quid
without any shame.
Toxic children
with urchin ways
they're knocking on 30
with no cares
but a life with no love.
in a life of small pleasures.
Jogging bottoms,
hoody,
the uniform of youth
photocopied in a larger size.
A cheeky can of beer
just like a can of Coke
carried by a ten year old.
Cartoon features,
and a mischievous charm,
could ask the queen for a quid
without any shame.
Toxic children
with urchin ways
they're knocking on 30
with no cares
but a life with no love.
Spot on! And moving.
ReplyDeleteVery evocative.Finished reading "Toxic Children" with a vivid sense of them in my head.
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