seen through the eyes of the deaf the dancer looks bizarre moving odd and jerky like a stick man on pages flipped they understand the need for movem…

Crockery gets in your way when the mood takes you Your fist finds my face when the mood grates you Abuse gets hurled, four letter wor…

you were something kind of special I stood quietly in your shadow in the hope of learning skills but girls didn’t want me they want… I’d watch and wait for a formula

I bring to you a crisp white empty… so that you might paint me the wor… give me your word and I’ll spill m… to ease your controlled strokes I… with the tongue of a feline lick t…

this wooden mould of a decaying ma… this cloak of splinters encasing m… should be no reminder of a loyal c… of the boy to man I used to be, my eyes no more from daylight hide

Each day, every step Takes more strength than my world… And I can’t cry, Seeds planted ne… A longer breath held as the leash… Accolades of ghosts ago

it was less than heavy the smell was more subtle than str… an ethereal or angelic waft though my nose is often wrong, but I recall it so vividly

like a ghost I roam this town this lithographic world that rest’… an etched name upon a vague signpo… dun fate that sings to a firing sq… it makes no precise difference