Irish twins
Thing of the past
Irish. What’s that?
How old are you
You know.
I do
Siblings born within a year of each other
Like me
You’re a twin?
How long have you been sleepin with me
When we go to bed there isn’t much
conversation, except, sayin what we want.
Theres tha
Surprised I hadnt said
Why do you bring it up?
Kids
Children?
wash
of panic in her voice I’m
not having babies.
Etched in stone
You’ve had yours.
They’re not
keen on me.
They refuse to know you Never thought my girls would be shitbirds
On them not you
And you’ve remained steadyfast.
Im a standup guy
You are.
Soya
know standup but not Irish
Rhetorical.
he laughed
Kids today Socialisation is horseshit
If their parents or their friends
parents don drive the fifteentwenty minutes to their hous . .
. . That’s what phones texting the internet provid . .
. . Detached experiences
Ha
Ha LOL Theyre not interacting face-to-face
Weekends
We went out to play after the Saturday cartoons
Kids as far as the eye coud see
The older kids played with the younger ones
Cant tell you how many lunches I
blew off to play
Kids don get tha kind of play an havent
for a long long time
I can see why you’re thinking of them.
Why I prefer the company of children to
adults
Laughter Imagination
Maybe the next
time you come with me to visit my old man we blow off the adults for an afternoon visit childhood again
It’s a date.
A deal
2040, Saturday,
21 3. 26
1409, Sunday,
22 3. 26
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