(2013)
Sour grapes leave an awful taste in your mouth
if you noticed me at all saw past the smiles and jokes past the self assured demeanour and the confidence shielded cloak you’d see what drives my foot
You know nothing of the world beyo… Yet temerity is your passion as yo… You judge me by a philosophy gaine… I don’t demand respect or need it… You treat me as a fool, my feeling…
What grips the air and the fabric… Slithers and twists its way from l… Its beacon crass and cursing bland Steady and static, faceless and st… Its course meandering its faith cu…
I seek a demise From this laughable quartet of dow… The jeers and snide remarks And all the scathing looks of dist… I seek a demise
dark and chilly hallways ice where candles used to burn the carpet at my feet morphs from black swirls to cloud grey electric light drills through my p…
a voice of a long yesterday hands you a reminder of who you re… its cadence so soft and gently lad… the spine of its tome lives to adj… a shroud of a peaceful empathy
The sky and all its space Couldn’t hide without a trace The look that’s on your face The look of pure distaste This love affair owns a fracture
A devoted heart knows only light As it bathes in swathes of uncerta… Love and sanctuary its peace Without jealousy or absurdity The jewel of love without conditio…
caught between two raging storms, the clean shave of a cut throat strain, a sweep of ocean
I have risen back from the dead, this dark cave I have stumbled in now showing a source of light, for years it seems
It seems as if its awoken Like a steadfast bulwark on wheels Plummeting down towards me Pious platutudes and cliches amass Sheer weight that grows dimmer as…
old bricks make a young house mortars eaten away in places its got cracks appearing in its fa… old bricks make a young house broken windows let new light in
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
this love dies freely and it dies… two broken cadavers can never hold… when meaning is a carried cross be… there’s none but filigree around t… your monster was created in semaph…
you strode out of the saloon just before high noon looking around to see if I’d decided against the day I stood there minding my own busin…