Poem for Matt

I know that you’re in trouble friend
We know the day will come
But while there’s still a little time
We’ll take this autumn sun

We’ll make it up to Hampstead Heath
We’ll pause to catch your breath
Then eat a slice of chocolate cake
And flick a V to death

We’ll get into The Old Blue Last
And order Calvados
And polish off the homemade sausage rolls
We’ll momentarily forget the coming of the night
Let friendship beat away this bitter insult to the soul

Oh Matt with the curly hair, Matt with the glasses
Matt with the laugh to make the whole world shake
Matt with the music, Matt with the kindness
Taking you back is an awful mistake
2015