walking in the rain past the irresponsible road works watch the oil trickle away colours dancing away always away from me
Happiness is an elusive beast it is best not to pursue it through foliage and fen You’ll never catch sight of it tha… Instead, wait in darkness and bait…
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 guitar sits in the corner of t… And I wonder, does it wait? To be plucked and played? To sing my melancholy vibrations? Left alone for months at a time
In truth, There is no 'you’ You are but a lie, a clue You flatter yourself thinking, That my entire thought unceasing Is but on one individual,
How strange; I was told to remove… Out of what I write, to move my f… To turn what I had seen from my s… To that of the same seen object it… Funny; guess what I found in it’s…
It’s been said that I’d love a shadow If it smiled at me. I smile and agree: Talking to people
Wings of wax and feathers plucked From your breast (not literal, min… But it sure felt like I was flyin… We’d laugh and you’d call me Icar… Always in danger of being
Time passes, And our each allocated space and s… relative to the rhythm of lives being lived alongside ours. Strength and sinews fade with sick…
I find it hard to express happines… My tongue trips in unfamiliarity Whiskey calms that Drunk straight but mixed so heavil… With friendship and company
As I see her across the road, I want to call out ‘Wait!’ I dream of running after her, Of magically fixing things.
I dreamt, vivid, I asked your han… conscious uncaring we whirl togeth… Is it too much to ask for such a c… I know I have asked, and you said… But it’s not easy to drop affectio…
Socks have a good life. They spend their days on separate feet complimenting one another yet not pressed together;
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 don’t want to have to say it Online, through text And certainly not phone. I want to swallow my fear, To say my piece,
