Tuesday 19 April 2011

pukka

pukka:
a face from years ago

pukka:
stealing very heavy
garden ornaments, taking
hours and getting
nothing

pukka:
all night stripping the lead from
the roof of the closed-down hospital,
lugging it across yards and
over walls and
leaving it 'cos his van (borrowed, main-road-parked) has
been pranged unusable by someone who
didn't leave a note

pukka:
broke, wants a beer and heads pubwise in hope;
these are the cocaine-sons (moody) of smallish businessmen, with
a fresh shirt in the boot of dad's beamer on nights out
in bracknell

do you want to buy my boots? (dm's, worn)
buy your boots? buy your fucking boots?

that was pukka

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