I never meant to write this
But hey, it’s 1977
It’s what I know was happening
Your breasts in that t-shirt
Endorsing Debbie Harry
Were pretty much perfection
I never liked bosoms bouncing
Bouncing about in structures
They made me feel
Sexist. You know what I’m saying?
I met Johnny Rotten
The Ramones and young Joe Strummer
The Clash at a party
Bits of two Dead Kennedys
I was doing security
Confiscating Hippies
Before the music started
Steven Taylor
.
I like this a lot, perfectly punk and of its time. This is what I wrote after Sid Vicious died:
AN ACT YOU CAN’T FOLLOW
The newspaper is folded four ways,
Comment by Ted Burke on 9 September, 2026 at 4:53 pmneat squares
of partial print
and part of photograph
of someone
in a strange haircut
still in bed
under a headline reading
“DEAD”.