I’m a flint head; impressionable And oh so crude Battered and worn by Her rough usage
Sorry I assume We could be something more Perhaps we can’t I always have hope Alternating with despair
What, God fearing? I do not fear… For if God is loving as is so sai… He should not be wielding the divi… And if he does, unto all those poo… He cannot be just nor properly fee…
I saw you earlier and you looked So stressed if I’m honest about t… But I wonder, did I make the righ… I spoke to you once (and I was ho… With quick fantasy (of worn out be…
Waiting Is exhausting but I just keep on Waiting Because I think you’re worth it Even though I lapse and sometimes
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…
It’s been said that I’d love a shadow If it smiled at me. I smile and agree: Talking to people
'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
I am no word-smith I am the anvil Beaten with a hard And heated hammer Scolded by others’
Never judge a book by it’s cover? Want me to bow to your proverbial… Keep spitting your self satisfied… I’ll judge a book by it’s cover I’ll gaze at the wrinkled spine
The flower in your hair Was a bit worse for wear the petals that remained Looked rather drained. Even the stalk was crushed.
In the midst of unimaginable faith surrounded by unattainable wealth I have eyes only for the light dancing through the stained glass do we not live only to discover be…
I measure time By whom I love Spells and stints And long eras It all passes
I have a drawer I’m afraid to use dust gathers on it, the entire stretch of carpet around it is preserved
Flickering uncertainly but still certainly flickering our candle dripped we had trays of wax time and trauma saw to that
