Wandering from point to point And stretching our legs We do what we do And we lay our eggs But no matter how large
Coffee is something of a ritual Standing tall, I repeat the mantr… “Flat White Please” Sometimes to go but best to stay As I sit and stare at your eyes
The flower in your hair Was a bit worse for wear the petals that remained Looked rather drained. Even the stalk was crushed.
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…
It’s not a childish joy It’s a thoughtful one Bubbles! The enunciation of which Troubles the mouth
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…
'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
Yes? Oh! And now what? Sat on a train I can just shrug At a stranger
Hand presses hand, Chains of carbon courting Through nuclear repellence, Processing synaptic lightning: synthesised ecstasy flickers wildl…
I have a drawer I’m afraid to use dust gathers on it, the entire stretch of carpet around it is preserved
I’m a flint head; impressionable And oh so crude Battered and worn by Her rough usage
As I see her across the road, I want to call out ‘Wait!’ I dream of running after her, Of magically fixing things.
The tactile brush of pages across… Trace memories and images of thing… I hold here in my hand a collectio… Concentrated emotion holding more… Another, and I can cry again at t…
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
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
