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…
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
soon wealth discovered that peace… a journey of intention down two ro… a genius first in the hands of a c… that controls the spin and the spi… can a man be content with the imag…
in an instant the sun of her smile sets black rain clouds descend in an instant in an instant
I’m not that sure how or when it h… turning from life to death like the lull of slow ambient bird… creeping up your spine and neck the shutters came down before me
I’m not sure if its a warmth I ca… or if the energy in this house has… the universe lactates into this ro… a web of abject mental cruelty foa… I feel crushed by present events
With a snoring dog upon my lap I sit and reminisce of things gone… Of how my life has swapped and cha… And how my love has peaked and wan… Of how my youth has died and lived
loud music floats under your close… that’s when I realise your more th… that’s when I realise you want to… its a dads prerogative to be a cat… down stairs I go to the kitchen cu…
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…
without fear what would my bravery… at best just a nonchalant mood, its cloak won’t be donned to hide… no need to feel the threat of the… without fear what would my bravery…
ghosts of your blood litter this f… strewn about the walls, arterial s… your final act of conscious though… an urge to steal yourself away resting there on embossed paper
I have no retail value no coven of worldly wealth, just a face full of scars and a back full of lashed welts, a throat full of promises that cho…
your love was a driving force it was a blind thing that kept my… kept my stride perfect and wide co… and my heart awash with stringent… but lately as the pace endures
all these faceless hollow images people I’ve never met but I know, their lives are a watercolour with gentle strokes its painted sl… secrets and lies and indiscretions
Tired resistance Slow like treacle leaves the spoon Falling into stasis The sun has risen, all energy cons… Love has reached critical mass