a still, calm expanse of water secluded, a tree lined reservoir a full moons motorcycle lamp spray… a shotgun blast of white gold over… down in its murky fathoms we writh…
You hide in the shadows The ones where I hide, me, myself Un sheath your weapon And glide with ease and the grace… A subtle ploy, a distraction
you have a severe optimistic view… always two steps behind you is the… who’s only hope is a bizarre form… you’re your own worst enemy when b… you bounce about the wind asleep
“and with stark realization I notice faithful and free, that you’re indeed edison and the elephant in the mirror is… two black headlamps
I have no forgiveness in my heart just the tired soul of a vengeful… who’s wings were clipped long ago and behind gritted teeth snarls chained in the garden like a guard…
lurid, it shanks the body of my re… overpowering the apathy it breathe… verve is gone, steps creak heavy, erstwhile lovers hang a foul effig… walls covered with the rage of sil…
black and white photographs snapshots of a rare and happy time… a holiday in Wales where the beaches are pebbled, a week away in a caravan
Silence comes like a gentle rain A drizzle that cools the heat of n… Silence comes like a soothing kiss That takes away the stress of toil Silence comes like dawns sunlight
what dreams your heart does wander… that lusts the lines that weaken f… as a written long and languid bill slowly turning the key at whatever… what thoughts that flow may grease…
Recollections of a different life The lazy drip drip drip of old cri… Flake from its ceiling and float d… On my new mind it scratches, impin… Who was I when I wasn’t me, now
All you saw when you looked at me Was a mound of rubble rolling down… Just an avalanche of falling rocks That peaked your need for neatness… And like a jigsaw since you’ve nig…
I’ve only myself to blame No one else, its my fault entirely How my lifes turned out, transpire… Its the only way it could I was a lazy child at home and sch…
and when the last laugh is over who’s face will wear the grin, as shoulders rest and eyes dry and waiting sadness nears begin, and when the last laugh is over
solitude, I find you a sound wave a cusp of hope solitude, I live you your antithesis I crave
you’re the stone in my shoe carrie… the grit in my eye that mars visio… an itch under skin that can’t be e… a wheeze in the chest a forced con… an answer without question or rati…