#3 - make sure you're lying down ---> people expect...

3^rd of January, 2020

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make sure you’re lying down

people expect

the well to have water

walls to stand

and so the roof

enough to eat, see, do

basic stuff really

people expect

towers go up

rain to fall

three bars in the frost

and a summer fan

aircon all year’s better

people want

to be told

expect names to be called

they listen eagerly

and whisper

want their shops to stay up late

to file a grief in the ground

people make best guesses

hope a world invisibly to turn

they want the wisdom of the ages

and take this little pill

people expect

somewhere to live

a fair hearing

summary justice

my enemy’s enemy

will be my friend

and someone else too

something I forget

who doesn’t want

six square meals a day

pizza and gallows

waterboarding

but diet coke

plagues

hot ashes

retribution

our toys must love us too

people expect

the forest to burn

a Christmas for presents

trains of thought for interruption

stocks to rise forever

people expect

a next breath and some few to follow

to sign the dotted line, be rich

just dandy, calm carry-on

till arrows point the way

form up in an orderly queue

to keep heads in a terror, knitting

that this thing will pass

to tug the sacred handle

and some accept their lot

lark spree

some pocket

to jingle

there’s a resignedness some have

some wait for the field to retire

for their own wings to burn

take flight

where we stop

hearts together forever

and they want the extra day

when the stock come home

moon bluer

streak of Sundays

come to the end of the telescope

tell me rainbows there

folks in white coats

should travel the blood

with every dreamt prosthesis

people expect to hear the reasons

to be taxed

the hot potato drop

come droves!

coffins dance to flame

and horses for apocalypse

to have a road to drive on

proper times to keep

people expect their years to be new

just about now

that I am meek but roar

people expect the words they need

that the truth will out

puppy to follow

skies to groan laughing

grow gracefully to age

and a punchline

                                                        

to joy in the tune

speak panic and spread

people expect

of course to live forever

with miracle and unicorn

pretty maids in a row

mops at the beach

do you suppose?

a stiff drink now well over the yardarm

and only the sun goes

people expect

to take things lying down

among the lions

with the wolves

and always wake

refreshed 

people expect

lark spree

some pocket

to jingle

drink the yardarm in

to keep heads in a terror, knitting

that this thing will pass

people expect

to tug the sacred handle

to joy in the tune

speak panic and spread

of course to live forever

to take things lying down

among the lions

with the wolves

and always wake

refreshed