Man About Town

Reflection Poems

Reflection Poems

 

I’ve spent so much time reflecting on the lives of everyone else,
it’s time to turn the mirror around and have a look at myself.
I don’t really do – anything.
I work in retail, I fantasize in detail over every passing female
and every now and then I like to slip one my – email.
I stay up until the early hours watching Metropolis,
talking bollocks to friends about politics,
who don’t really know what it is, so they – swallow it.
I claim to be a socialist,
‘coz I read an article about Karl Marx  once
and understood – most of it.
I’m the man about town, yo, I’m the toast of it.
I know I might boast a bit, They say I’m too big for my boots,
but these toes ain’t supposed to fit.
It’s all just an act to detract from a distinct lack of  –  knowledge.
Seven years at college and I’m still uneducated, but at least I’m honest.
In this epidemic of slackerdemics I need to stand out from the crowd
and actually know – what I’m talking about.
Coz the gaps in my knowledge are like cracks in the pavement
and I trip myself up on the inconcrete  statements.
I don’t like the rules, but I don’t try to change ’em.
I think it’s time to check my method,
coz talking ’bout a revolution sounds –
like a broken record.
See… I can make a pop culture reference.
I can turn a catchy phrase or two with very little effort,
but once the style is stripped away there’s very little left.
I’ll go away and think a bit, I’ll read a book or two.
I’ll come back and write with much more depth,
but for now, this – will have to do.

 

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photograph by John O’Nolan

 

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Lucas Howard

When I was seven I started copying poems out of a book and telling people they were mine. When I ran out of good ones to copy, I had to start writing my own. I have been performing and organising nights on the UK spoken word scene now for over seven years and am most of the way through writing the first draft of my first novel 'Zedlist', which is serialised on here. As the story is in fetal form, any critiques or suggestions are most welcome.

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