Dinner Party Escape

dinnier-party
dinner parties,
sickening,
cemented seating
arrangements,
sickening,
forced interest in
the uninteresting,
sickening,
fake laughter,
sickening,
how’s your
meal?
sickening,
do you do that
often?
sickening,
do you prefer
red or white wine?
sickening,
Polly and I
have got news,
we’re getting
married,
sickening,
so who are you
going to vote for?
well I’m undecided
at the moment,
sickening,
it’s been a good
year hasn’t it?
doesn’t time fly?
sickening,
I can’t believe
how much your
kids have grown,
sickening,
we had a lovely
weekend,
sickening,
we painted our
house,
we’ve gone for
a slightly lighter
shade of
white,
sickening,
I think I better
get going,
not so sickening,
and off I go
alone to the
dark little bars
somewhere in
the piss-ridden
alleys where the
toothless bartender
points to a television
screen in the corner
of the room and
tells me that
the president is
a cunt,
cured.

– Lennie Bezwik

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About bezwik

Lennie Bezwik is an English poet and lyricist who lives in Spain. Before getting into poetry, Bezwik was part of the London based UK Hip Hop scene, writing songs, producing tracks and performing live rap. Over the last few years, Bezwik has done a lot of travelling, drinking and writing. Nowadays, he sneaks off to dingy little Spanish bars at night and writes poems in his notebook. His biggest inspirations are homelessness, unemployment, booze, love and being dreamy.

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