Had my fill
And, now, it’s time, he
said and left home.
Now, it’s time, he said
and left his wife.
Now, it’s time, he said
and found another one.
And, now, it’s time, he
said and had another child.
And, now, it’s time, he
said and told his boss to
fuck off.
Now, it’s time, he said
and poured another drink.
The mirrored sun kept his eyelids down.
And, now, it’s time, he
said and called it a day.
Anthony Arnott lives in Jarrow, South Tyneside, and works as an English teacher. In August 2011, he had his first collection, Behind Barcodes, published by erbacce-press and, for two years, he was a Poetry Editor for The Black Market Review.