Should I write something more? Any suggestions?
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;
Gnashing razors foamed at the neck tearing flesh from the innocent, the boy cried wolf, red graffiti o… no one listens.
She sucked my essence, out of the ether into the space between our lips Fibers uniting
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.
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…
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
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…
A bicycle, I see submerged in wat… Its spokes suffocating, waiting fo… What roads it must have taken? A… It is destined to lie in that swam… A slumbering relic of a past memor…
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
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 stillness of a lake thin layers of icing cake, mmm food, no focus! Concreted coldness of icy pain that is why I’m here.
The great bird has fallen, plummeting towards Eden. Like Icarus before, it casts a shadow that suffocates those underneath it.
I feel empty But not hungry Yet need something to fill me up from within That can only be experienced by th…
I took the small words on paper in… and watched them implode around me first its edges, gently my fingers pressing down to submer… the center full of water
The fuse of your time bomb fizzes, juices flowing escorting cancerous puss through your honeycombed pores sealed scabs like plugholes
