Find Enclosed

Find enclosed some posts going backwards
Start from the start and they’re going forwards

Find enclosed another unpublished poem
by an author to push up daisies, still unknown

find enclosed my C.V. and application
to the city’s mental institution

find enclosed what i couldn’t say
the words came out anyway

find enclosed a paper dream
it hardly took up a tenth of a ream

find enclosed a multitude of sins
i swear to God that’s what God brings

find enclosed evidence inside
if truth be known, i would have lied

find enclosed a drop of rain
you’ll never feel on your face again

find enclosed a ransom note
and a piece of your ear if you hate what i wrote

find enclosed the missing link
chain-smoking as i drink

find enclosed a grim prediction
if i don’t give up this tobacco addiction

find enclosed strictly confidential
you shouldn’t read other people’s mail

find enclosed to someone i miss
sealed with a loving kiss

find enclosed a poison pen letter
anger in ink to make me feel better

find enclosed a further example
of how the beatles are unrivalled

find enclosed a ‘final note’ draft
if things should get too much by half

find enclosed a tongue in cheek
that jokes and japes whenever it speaks

find enclosed the damning proof
poets need not write ‘forsooth’

find enclosed a tenner
please return to sender

find enclosed words and pictures
my diary as a permanent fixture

find enclosed the year one of my loved ones died
wheeling them out to the garden outside

find enclosed my last will and testament
i hope you get what i meant

find enclosed a bit of a gimmick
funny, innit?

find enclosed my e-mail address
the pigeon’s a bit passé i guess

find enclosed a portrait of me
the only bits i’d let you see

find enclosed my letter of resignation
giving in to pent-up frustration

find enclosed magazine cuttings
and glossy magazine editor tuttings

find enclosed what i learnt at school
and what i thought about when playing pool

find enclosed this poem’s end
but you decide, it all depends

find enclosed the year one of my loved ones was born
willing them to yawn

find enclosed an apology
i didn’t mean it, don’t you see?

find enclosed a bit of doubt
but, then again, that’s what life’s about

find enclosed a P.S.
my answer is yes

find enclosed something surreal
but ordinary and almost real

find enclosed copyright
don’t copy it, or else, alright?

find enclosed a fear of death
but not a fear of nothingness

find enclosed a sense of history
the only thing that rhymes with mystery