Ever had this feeling before?
The stillness of a lake thin layers of icing cake, mmm food, no focus! Concreted coldness of icy pain that is why I’m here.
There is something about a woman who exudes totality A radiance that commands on looker… swirling like Medusa her strands of hair the snakes fro…
Torn between choice; ruby lips, fl… one forbidden to the laws of love I hardly know. All over waters, each a journey the accumulation of such
A symphony of the selfish thoughts… Thoughts that were once so clever… now overpowered by the clatter and… Far from mine. Perhaps I was thinking of an emot…
Gnashing razors foamed at the neck tearing flesh from the innocent, the boy cried wolf, red graffiti o… no one listens.
Shadowed by an over-arching banana… a constant reminder of my failures I sit on a lonely island, a castaway of broken dreams success seven lucky seas away.
The great bird has fallen, plummeting towards Eden. Like Icarus before, it casts a shadow that suffocates those underneath it.
You are looking down at a river That runs off into a horizon Thinking of what we feel seems to… With someone. But there is something you must re…
The sound of rain outside my dusty window is pleasant static to my ears Although it keeps my body awake, it soothes my mind, into a place
Away I go to the Mountains. High up where the air is clear. To clean this thickness that once… consumed my mind. Embedded the the… that locked my self-belief in ston…
I like the look of autumn leaves On cold wintery steps Fragile in their beauty. Wilting in their vulnerability Easy to crush if not careful.
To soothe my cluttered imagination, I’d take a bath in a Japanese hot-spring, next to a fair medieval maiden, dressed in the style of a western, whispering stories of the Dream-time, d...
The fuse of your time bomb fizzes, juices flowing escorting cancerous puss through your honeycombed pores sealed scabs like plugholes
What is it you see Through that veil between your eye… Do you see flowers? A palette of emotional passion? Or perhaps you feel the breeze
I stare down the broken surface of the mad hatter’s tea cup, the symbols stained on his trigger… grasshoppers, cranked back to laun… their ravaging plague onto me;
