Where would I be now

If I had the courage of my convictions

as a fumbling teen, ready to shout

and flick a finger or two, doesn’t

matter about this and that,

I am going to go round the world

and write down all that I see,

it doesn’t matter about money,

I just require a sturdy mind

and the bottle to do it;

betrayed before I started

by the spine

which the Doctors missed

and the muscle of love and music of sweet

talking women.