Inspired by a poem, a written account of a dream, by a friend. The loneliness they felt moved me; I felt compelled to write. No names need to be mentioned, I'm sure they know who they are!
i know the risks, that’s the buzz what else can people like me do, punching through the wet paint of… to probe the depths of our own ins… a gruesome flavour
like a ghost I roam this town this lithographic world that rest’… an etched name upon a vague signpo… dun fate that sings to a firing sq… it makes no precise difference
the sky turned from blue to black as I staggered off the train, you, more holding me than I you we found no comfort in the arms of… the streets growing darker
Uneasy leanings dwell silently Within the vanilla heart Projecting a usual and normal face Tired whims of vagabonds To all around your blood pumps loy…
they lied to me at school I got told the world was my oyster… upon leaving school I realised I was allergic to shellfish. they lied to me at school
My dark night of the soul Has lasted over forty years long Interminable, the blanket of angst The gouge in my psyche Damaging thoughts that urge more d…
I’ve only myself to blame No one else, its my fault entirely How my lifes turned out, transpire… Its the only way it could I was a lazy child at home and sch…
i see your face and I hear your wo… but you’re not like us its a disgu… a cloak that somehow i see through where others fall tripping on your… like weeds between flowers growing
You sit on my knee Wriggling like a serpent Contorting like a gymnast Like a buttered chimp Head butting my lips
watch my tears swell the corners of my eyes run the red tinge from constant sheddi… in my eyes it leaves its tincture as the pain of life leas its harsh…
a salacious yearn forms a tryst fr… a pool that flows the floor about… as you hang and drip dry your wagg… drooling a mouthful of relaxed poi… to then recede your gaze to a tabl…
I’m not sure if what I seek truly exists I’ve followed its tracks shed tears in the foam of its wake I’ve pursued it
so... here’s the thing you flit word to word in the doorways shades and paralle… the absurd
The sacrificial lamb of daily drud… Can cheat death at will, though ne… With corduroy eyelids that keep ou… And ears full of lies and deceit With no one to hear him or notice…
seen through the eyes of the deaf the dancer looks bizarre moving odd and jerky like a stick man on pages flipped they understand the need for movem…