9 to 5

The Pope got home and slumped on the sofa.

‘How was work?’ asked Little Jimmy.

‘Ah, you know. The usual fire-fighting. Now, enough about me. Let’s pop those off, shall we?’ said the Pope, pointing at the boy’s trousers.

Little Jimmy giggled and did as he was told.

© Carl Burkitt 2015

Every dog

Every morning I wake up
I wonder if today will be my day.

Then I leave the house;
And I see you
And the love you receive
And the joy that you share

And I go back inside,
clean my balls and
wonder if tomorrow will be my day.

© Carl Burkitt 2015

You

When I’m bored I think of you
And imagine you killing the time
By climbing that tree;
Kissing a girl;
Calling your mum.

When I’m alone I think of you
And imagine you filling the void
By going to that pub;
Talking to a stranger;
Saying yes to a friend.

When I’m pissed off I think of you
And imagine you solving the problem
By cracking that smile;
Shrugging your shoulders;
Seeing the silver lining.

When I’m lazy I think of you
And image you using your body
By running a marathon;
Completing a triathlon;
Doing literally what ever the fuck you can.

When I succeed I think of you
And I thank you
For no longer being here
So that I can think of you.

© Carl Burkitt 2015

I was confident I knew you

I was confident I knew you
so I gave you the ketchup but
it was clear you wanted mayo.
We both laughed and finished our chips

and then walked to the cinema.
I was confident I knew you
so got two for the romcom but
you stroked the Sly Stallone poster.

I got us a refund and we
went in to Expendables 3.
I was confident I knew you
so slid my hand up your left thigh

but you leaned in to me and said
I’m sorry, I’m in love with Mark.
As a bad guy’s head exploded
I was confident I knew you.

© Carl Burkitt 2015