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…
Beat your chest then Bellow and threaten Gnash your fearsome, Perfect teeth You, brute
Socks have a good life. They spend their days on separate feet complimenting one another yet not pressed together;
I find it hard to express happines… My tongue trips in unfamiliarity Whiskey calms that Drunk straight but mixed so heavil… With friendship and company
Listening to the gale blow, I recall the banshee of memory, Spectres of what was haunt my thoughts, And I recall the pain,
A table, covered in bills and book… A bowl of cereal scattered cables And mugs of tea, coffee and I’m out of orange juice Missing screws and balancing badly
There are those So full of life that Even my cynicism cannot be matched You are such, and
Yes? Oh! And now what? Sat on a train I can just shrug At a stranger
Happiness is an elusive beast it is best not to pursue it through foliage and fen You’ll never catch sight of it tha… Instead, wait in darkness and bait…
Its almost too cliché a broken heart shaped necklace shattered glass in the corner with a naked wire frame But I can imagine
It’s been said that I’d love a shadow If it smiled at me. I smile and agree: Talking to people
Come now, don’t tell me to shine l… It’s cliché for one, and false for… Must I really quote the dictionar… Yes I will be 'that guy’. Is it so bad I like to be correct…
I felt you Press into me I eased round you like A memory foam mattress Though I hope for more
Grant me peace! To pester And pester And pester; See how the repetition adds
I miss your love, you press into me like you’re tryi… to be me lean so hard on me that I struggle… I’ll sit on the floor and hug you…
