#OurTown by @GonzoLecture

I just saw a neighbour
whom I don't, know,
carrying a pack of beer
down the road.

The tone in his voice
as he addressed his
likely, oft-scolded,
intimidated, bedraggled,

yet potentially (in another life)

hot wife, gradually rose in its

Cold, stern agression

as they both trudged the
pavement perimeter of

that part of our town's
municipal #greenlung

Eventually, the bald, neck-tattooed man shouted in
his wife's face:
"EEEEOnlywantstodrinkMYbeer&theneeeewantstogobackhome!"

I had a definite feeling he
was trying to tell her
I DAANT WANT ANAVVA FKKING 

BLOKE IN MY HAAAASSS, YOOO CAAANT!!!

Or perhaps, the gentleman
concerned was simply
attempting to request more
consideration from his mate
regarding his personal time, 

before his return, in his

dirty #WhiteVan, to the melee
of Monday dawn's inevitable
M25 carnage, as we find new
ways to thin out the thickness

of pure growing numbers of

the weaker elements of a dysfunctional & self-destructive, dominant world species.

So, to him I would say,

Think hard, every day,

And try not to lose it,

At what people say.

Because, they're not worth it

And your life is short

Already lacking meaning

From this short report.