slash these dreams that I once mad… this hate I yell won’t rest, it ju… fluttering eyelids that feel like… I’m steeper than the wish enthrall… load that gun and ready the razors…
The muscle we once were is decayin… All that’s really left is sinew We’re coming away from the bone A parody, a skit of what we once w… Love, it would seem, has a sell by…
You will never wash yourself clean… You will never see daylight if you… You will never win an argument if… You will never see real beauty whi…
depression floors me like a pugili… swift uppercuts drills my manic dr… weird faces chew upon my vision bold extremes, hard swinging fists bloody lips, loose teeth and wince…
soon wealth discovered that peace… a journey of intention down two ro… a genius first in the hands of a c… that controls the spin and the spi… can a man be content with the imag…
If I were you I’d be nicer Less abusive, more contrite If I were you I’d be happier Because your world contains no str… If I were you I’d think of others
Down the roads and corridors You’ve rattled far and wide Drawn comfort from the shade Pulled like blinds before your eye… Learning next to nothing
tidy rooms and hopeful mess uncluttered places and a fallen dr… clothes all folded to a heap expir… slotted in faces suspended on wire… allotted to spaces too defiant for…
repeat prescription sympathy that’s the shoulder you seek to we… a faceless nomination as your tale grows worse, and on a… I’m not a bag of hard emotions
solitude, I find you a sound wave a cusp of hope solitude, I live you your antithesis I crave
loud music floats under your close… that’s when I realise your more th… that’s when I realise you want to… its a dads prerogative to be a cat… down stairs I go to the kitchen cu…
a burning summer the grass higher than it should be… an ocean in an inflatable ring kids splashing around as the dogs… music gently crawling
I saw you the other day your coy smile, whats that about? its been a couple of years since t… I saw your face, its been a while. You just walked right past me
without fear what would my bravery… at best just a nonchalant mood, its cloak won’t be donned to hide… no need to feel the threat of the… without fear what would my bravery…
before dead eyes i saw you in my room – dark and dim – cold, you were a fuzzy frail outline around an old photo frame, you stood perplexed– frozen