westid

i know things you’re not supposed to, i spent time working out which way is what and why. nobody else bothered because it doesn’t create money or bring you a rollover jackpot slow or fast. some of the things i know, you can put together like a jigsaw and then you can reverse that thing that reverses you. i read the barely legible scrawlings on the inside of the tank that rusted open because they don’t need it any more. sometimes when they sat down in the tank they were stuck together alone in the dark. it doesn’t help me to know what they said, and i never found out their names. all i could tell was the way their writing looked when the wrote to each other on the inside of the surface – they loved each other forever and ever, but i don’t know now if they still do

i’ve been places that you wouldn’t want to go. or can’t go to now because it’s been knocked down or sealed off with health and safety. when it was my turn to be there years and years ago, they said the health is fine and the safety was over the top. just before i left they put that thing there that stops you. we used to be there all the time but no one can get up there now. if you find a way up there though you can reverse their reverser and you will be a legend forever

i’ve said and done things with a passion that you will never find acceptable to share with the others around you. even if you feel it inside and you are a champion in anything, you know you won’t like it when everyone else cuts you down to their size to hold up a likkle mirror so you can see how ubiquitous and expendable you are, with nothing that makes you special about you. no one wants to see about you, even though they all want to show you themselves. i won’t say anything though, we will let them find out cos we didn’t show them, and when they come around you let them climb on board and be a part of it too, drop the daisy cutters below

i’m driven by a powerful feeling about things i’ve never been for you before. there’s no logic in placing you in danger just so i can save you, but there’s nothing you need saving from, you’re every bit as strong as me. all the same you never need to prove that, i’ll always believe in you. and if it’s either you or me, then get outta here, kid. don’t look back, don’t blame yourself, and always know i died with no regrets about me. none.

i’ve got an history lesson of all these things i went through on my own. you know the score, i think i know everythin and you can’t tell me owt. ever since, someone chucked the odd funny reminder my way and all i could do was grumble like the twat that i looked when i had what i got given. for better or worse, i’m not sitting in the cheap seats any more. but i’m far from idiot proof yet so you will get yours too

i keep these thoughts and complications to myself, and then when i know i’m in over my head. some things in life you just can’t tell anyone, and it’s sometimes even their job to make it worse! but that doesn’t count with me, there isn’t a problem between us that we can’t dismember together, if you remember to our heads together before you decide not to bother and give up forever

there’s all these stupid bits of shit that people have banded about because they can’t live without what ever stupid story or fantasy they want to imagine or wank themselves off over, even though they know nowt and they’ve found a new person who hasn’t met me before and doesn’t know owt. there’s no need for you to shout, when you and everyone with two brain cells to put together knows it’s bollocks, but if you ever succumb to doubt, don’t sit there goin over it in your mind, have it out with me and whether you like it or not you will get the truth and no surprises a cunt can make you look a right knob head about