As I see her across the road, I want to call out ‘Wait!’ I dream of running after her, Of magically fixing things.

Waiting Is exhausting but I just keep on Waiting Because I think you’re worth it Even though I lapse and sometimes

I know your nightmare; nothing is… In life you linger, lost in dreams… You project pain far, poison what… All betray your best, banish what… So, wounded within, who can lift t…

You’d think it was magic the way You can’t make time What do I do then? Do I dance naked under the moon In blood rituals or some such beca…

Ah! So now I take requests Apparently. You, sure and certain state the im… Of male genetalia in poetry!

Stars dance before me In low pixilation But the wonder of it! I could press my face To the glowing screen

And then, waking the breathing slows And relaxes the tightly clenched jaw, unfold the huddle of limbs

Dulce et decorum est mori est Because at least that way it’s don… scattered ashes in the wind lodged in the soil, waving at worm… I couldn’t give a shit

A strange thought in actuality two aluminium cans in a bin mass produced liquid in throw away… can somehow represent us, you and… filled with hope and yearning to b…

Socks have a good life. They spend their days on separate feet complimenting one another yet not pressed together;