(2014)
just an acrostic poem about loyalty
it seems so far away almost out of reach, in a way, last among the tumbling thoughts that mingle; turning hearts hard, beyond all obscure leanings
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
a stride of wide swagger and a gold tipped tongue, he’s the human slice of bread mopping up whats already done, he’ll walk for the shortest yard
You’ll never know how you saved me You pulled me, gripped my collar Yanked me back from the pit of me That place where the madness perco… My true saviour
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…
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 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…
there’s nothing for you to find in… all it had on show has been seen, there’s nothing for you to learn f… all its pain is sewn into your sea… there’s nothing for you to hope fo…
no more skies their dreams cascade cold coffee and liberty inorganic ignorance
Death stalks us all to dissolve the sadly visible he’s a fickle lonely horseman portraying only a mood a representation of fear
wild horses pelt the green they choke the dirt and jump it cl… they race beyond a speed that’s fi… and smash to bits the noise of che… they run like birds inside a cage
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
I follow us around the house Singing, laughing and dancing Tepid images from a yesterday The ghost of the way we were The magnetic draw of the others ey…
money is now your god and it demands money as praise your humanity is mutating you create your own malaise wealth is your prison
marry him because you love him not just to add some cadence to your name not because you own