[School bus… no edit or re-read: draft]
Up front
wearing a broken home
like a broken arm
fighting boys
with my father’s face
and if not enough
I stole their girls
too
no time to read
to busy
watching my father
punching my mum
awaiting my turn
cowering
in corners and. Sanctuary –
given, unconditionally, by
elderly GRAND parents
Gerry at the back of the bus
little Love cherub [Teenage Fanclub]
holding Martin’s hand
in the hope that chaos
would fuck off…
they’s couldn’t giggle
‘cause I a passed
all the tests too…
The School Bus?
fuck that!
I was awaiting the bus
marked
‘Hollywood’
grabbing all I could
on the way through
Too much, too young
thankfully,
the prison bus
never turned up….
©mullen 2017
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