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neil hinchcliffe
United Kingdom, lancs, bolton

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Suburban Life

The living embodiment
Of a walking cliché.
A house in the suburbs
2 cars on the drive
2.4 children
1 dog and 1 cat.
Football on Saturday
Wash the car on Sunday
2 holidays a year
One abroad one at home
A comfortable income
From him and from her
A good education
A cosy career
Barbecues in summer
Auld Lang Syne every year

He has a bottle or two
Stashed in the broken dryer
One in the cistern
One under the sink
Brandy in the desk at work
Whiskey hidden in the spare tyre
Vodka in the sports bottle
For those hard times at the gym

She has a store card
For the supermarket
And one for the clothes shop
One for the record store
And one for the bookshop.
12 credit cards
All maxed out.

Daughter is a good girl
Gets top grades in all her classes.
All the male teachers like her
And the extra work she puts in
Always gets a lift home
Wiping her mouth with a smile
A 4 pack of beers
Is a guaranteed good night

Son likes his music
He also likes his guns
He's just written them a note
They should find it fairly soon.

How I long for a quiet life
Away from the city
I've found a house in the suburbs
And the street is really pretty
The jobs going well
And the wife's just got a raise
And the kids would be happy
In this little town.
I think I'll have a drink
Oh the bottle is empty,
I think I'll ask the wife
She can get one on her store card.

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zepol Comment by: zepol - 2007-10-06 19:54
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I tend to gravitate towards dark poetry. The truth is more difficult to write about because so many people don't want to hear it. This is a well rounded piece and I will add it to my shelf to read again. Thanks for sharing it.
CatmanStu Comment by: CatmanStu - 2006-09-23 07:14
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Creepily accurate. Gives of a feel, sort of like American Beauty meets American Psycho. Clever, funny and incisive.

Cat.
bonnieclarke Comment by: bonnieclarke - 2006-08-05 07:30
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Excellent, Neil. That kinda life is normal in this deep Canadian wilderness, as I'm sure in many places of the world. You wrote it well, from the man's point of view. Very cool, thought provoking. Keep it up, you dirty stud...lol
Min Comment by: Min - 2006-07-29 09:57
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Very, very disturbing. Nice reference to the 2.4 children...it's the number I remember too (always wondered how it was possible).
audreymei Comment by: audreymei - 2006-07-26 15:02
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Ohhhh, so creepily sinister. Does the son have in mind to blow his brains out?
Sticky sweet, the first two lines themselves echo "cliche" in themselves, a prelude that something deeper is about to come... wonderful imagery of modern life, store cards out of control...
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