a rattling door handle from over t… rouses me from a nightmares grip o… that poor woman is at it again her ocd, her magic number must be… oh, here she goes again

solitude, I find you a sound wave a cusp of hope solitude, I live you your antithesis I crave

you give me small favours more cold than aloof, your vaccine is a tawdry air the scrawl on a strange arm, you have my heart and I’d like it…

you moulded me a wax heart and placed a wick through its core… and slowly and over time it burnt… but now it burns no more, its light has been extinguished

a frozen man crucified pools of resolve drip and drip, a slow segregated waterfall every droplet shed born of sin. eyes search its swirling eddy

a voice of a long yesterday hands you a reminder of who you re… its cadence so soft and gently lad… the spine of its tome lives to adj… a shroud of a peaceful empathy

monochrome this world has run out of favours this floor I traipse fading jaded heads pool no common sense its colour gone

locked in the headlights of a cloc… the skydiver falls into a beckonin… alone he plummets, hurtles and spi… knowing full well the human condit… with a pull and a lift he soars ab…

The world is a cruel place I hear… The sheer weight can make you sink As you walk along a sandy beach Going from one end and then back a… Carrying varying shapes along