Socks have a good life. They spend their days on separate feet complimenting one another yet not pressed together;
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
Blossom blew off the tree And there goes life I thought As I walked my dog and he limped… And tried to muster a small shower At every lamp post and tree
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…
Staring at your lips And trust me, I try not to but better than watching the sway of y… I wonder; why didn’t I feel this… I consider it while I walk into t…
We have a problem with American Otters. Or was it Ferrets? Or We… I don’t remember I read it in a magazine but Mostly paid attention to the pictu…
I am no word-smith I am the anvil Beaten with a hard And heated hammer Scolded by others’
Caught your eye through the bubble… Of the ale as I drank it Distorted in the glass You looked beautiful It might not be original, but cons…
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
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…
Staring out the office window at the office window across a butterfly flit through a small gap in the window immediately regretting the decisio…
tin can heat and toucan crossings mechanics smoking questionables with loud mouthed customers blocki… the route past the non-corner shop rusting solar solutions flat tired…
Yes? Oh! And now what? Sat on a train I can just shrug At a stranger
Time passes, And our each allocated space and s… relative to the rhythm of lives being lived alongside ours. Strength and sinews fade with sick…
Flickering uncertainly but still certainly flickering our candle dripped we had trays of wax time and trauma saw to that
