Poem: Simply Read

Yet another poem about Pink Floyd. But also something even worse? LOL

told a mate the book I wrote was probably
the world’s most mentions of Pink Floyd
in poetry. He said, “Let’s hope so”. But
I don’t know. I can’t stop writing about them,
listening to them, reading about them;
someone tipped the sauce bottle up and really
smacked the side of it extra hard.
Because all of this gushing comes entirely
from me thinking about a character in my life
who loved Pink Floyd but hated proper friendship.
I would say most of my really good friends,
if anything, hate Pink Floyd. But I have always
liked them, and/or mostly loved them.
And “Something got me started”…
oh no hang on, that’s another dated band
that was really successful, but mostly people
really hate them.