Sisyphus, di Johnny Cammish

Johnny Cammish

Sisyphus

I’m going nowhere but

So what?

I’m in no hurry

But God I wish I was

I push so hard for love

With everyone

Rolling stones uphill and

So what if they all come down?

Dust off, and roll on

Because there’s that elation

That adrenaline where

My mind can’t worry

For being so occupied on the now

Then the stones always fall but

I don’t mind the rejection

As it’s worth it for that rush

and maybe

One day

I’ll reach that high

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A Moth

A moth asks Do we know what it is To actually love? As it gets swatted at I can’t remember what it was like…

Maybe it was the sun

Come, come come come, He said grinning with blindingly w… Or maybe it was the sun? Strange, being beckoned on Worry not, I’m sorry my man

The Pursuit of Happiness

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…

Sorry

From the tram to the train I’d sc… from shuttle to shuttle with only the speakers for company and then Sorry, can I just. I. Sorry

False Memories

I craft torn worlds immeasurable, Glades of hilly plains over the mo… Mere dreamed memories shape fantas… And! Points unfinished; begun wrong. A…

Flowers

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

Motley

Come now! I speak only in jest, I am a fine fool, bred for courtli… Flinging knives at my head And catching them in my teeth. It’s why I can speak daggers,

Air

Listening to the gale blow, I recall the banshee of memory, Spectres of what was haunt my thoughts, And I recall the pain,

Socks

Socks have a good life. They spend their days on separate feet complimenting one another yet not pressed together;

Otters

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…

Chronos

I measure time By whom I love Spells and stints And long eras It all passes

Waiting

Waiting Is exhausting but I just keep on Waiting Because I think you’re worth it Even though I lapse and sometimes

Loki

We all take joy In jokes and tricks yes? And I have less to take joy in Elsewhere As I’ve friends, as long as I’m u…

Lakeside

Stood in the dark stopped on the pavement beneath th… that I can’t see but I know is th… because I can smell it. looking at the lights on the lake…

Tabletop

A table, covered in bills and book… A bowl of cereal scattered cables And mugs of tea, coffee and I’m out of orange juice Missing screws and balancing badly

Johnny Cammish

Sisyphus

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