And then, waking the breathing slows And relaxes the tightly clenched jaw, unfold the huddle of limbs
walking in the rain past the irresponsible road works watch the oil trickle away colours dancing away always away from me
Stars dance before me In low pixilation But the wonder of it! I could press my face To the glowing screen
Sorry I assume We could be something more Perhaps we can’t I always have hope Alternating with despair
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…
Waiting Is exhausting but I just keep on Waiting Because I think you’re worth it Even though I lapse and sometimes
The light of evening: Always wondered what Was so special about it But you dancing by Yourself and me
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…
Its almost too cliché a broken heart shaped necklace shattered glass in the corner with a naked wire frame But I can imagine
Wandering from point to point And stretching our legs We do what we do And we lay our eggs But no matter how large
I felt you Press into me I eased round you like A memory foam mattress Though I hope for more
Ah! So now I take requests Apparently. You, sure and certain state the im… Of male genetalia in poetry!
A strange thought in actuality two aluminium cans in a bin mass produced liquid in throw away… can somehow represent us, you and… filled with hope and yearning to b…
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
It’s been said that I’d love a shadow If it smiled at me. I smile and agree: Talking to people
