On the cold mornings Or days when washing hangs in my r… My window glazes and there are thr… I don’t clear them I wonder if the larger are mine, a…
Yes? Oh! And now what? Sat on a train I can just shrug At a stranger
We have a problem with American Otters. Or was it Ferrets? Or We… I don’t remember I read it in a magazine but Mostly paid attention to the pictu…
In the midst of unimaginable faith surrounded by unattainable wealth I have eyes only for the light dancing through the stained glass do we not live only to discover be…
I know your nightmare; nothing is… In life you linger, lost in dreams… You project pain far, poison what… All betray your best, banish what… So, wounded within, who can lift t…
The flower in your hair Was a bit worse for wear the petals that remained Looked rather drained. Even the stalk was crushed.
I measure time By whom I love Spells and stints And long eras It all passes
I’m light Quench me slake my smoking chariot In your flood Before the smoke gets too much
Staring at the cracked pavement saving my eyes from the sun and the scene of flowers tied to a lamppost; can of Stella shoved in amongst
I have a drawer I’m afraid to use dust gathers on it, the entire stretch of carpet around it is preserved
I wonder who decided on the big tv Saw a nice hill and thought, I co… Dig it up shuffle it to the side a… Shit why not Add some seating too
The light of evening: Always wondered what Was so special about it But you dancing by Yourself and me
I spy a wrapper on the floor A small thing, hardly a major chor… And yet, no - it shall remain and cause strife and no small pain… It’s just a wrapper - but who’s?
I’m going nowhere but So what? I’m in no hurry But God I wish I was I push so hard for love
It’s not a childish joy It’s a thoughtful one Bubbles! The enunciation of which Troubles the mouth