Soaked pebbles and tip toeing pede… Train stations, cold bricks and co… standing in the platform Smiling at beauty sometimes smilin… I’d read Nietzsche and Kafka and…
I’m light Quench me slake my smoking chariot In your flood Before the smoke gets too much
On the cold mornings Or days when washing hangs in my r… My window glazes and there are thr… I don’t clear them I wonder if the larger are mine, a…
I drink far less water than I sho… And usually when I do I am breaking for breath Or singing too hard Nothing is better though
A moth asks Do we know what it is To actually love? As it gets swatted at I can’t remember what it was like…
Its almost too cliché a broken heart shaped necklace shattered glass in the corner with a naked wire frame But I can imagine
As I see her across the road, I want to call out ‘Wait!’ I dream of running after her, Of magically fixing things.
'Bred to a harder thing than trium… Failure then? That I can do! With a glint in my eye and a smile… I can hold back the inadequacy
It’s not a childish joy It’s a thoughtful one Bubbles! The enunciation of which Troubles the mouth
Waiting Is exhausting but I just keep on Waiting Because I think you’re worth it Even though I lapse and sometimes
Ah! So now I take requests Apparently. You, sure and certain state the im… Of male genetalia in poetry!
Come, come come come, He said grinning with blindingly w… Or maybe it was the sun? Strange, being beckoned on Worry not, I’m sorry my man
I’ve seen others dumped Cast off and forgotten With sweet rotting I’ve seen them decompose Into sweet liquor as people
Staring out the office window at the office window across a butterfly flit through a small gap in the window immediately regretting the decisio…
From the tram to the train I’d sc… from shuttle to shuttle with only the speakers for company and then Sorry, can I just. I. Sorry
