(2013)
Here he comes again, riding tall upon his hellish steed… Dead eyes red, charging straight towards me. No joy in that demonic laugh,
Alone, in the same old crowd, trying to ignore this stifling pain. I am but
I’m not really here right now. I can only be here when no-one’s a… and I know no-one can see me. Even when i speak to you, I’m sort of not really here.
I cried again today, and I did not die. I even know why it is I cried today. Because the truth
I am awash with tears of mourning for what I thought was dead and go… as though a flood of holy water has broken through the stony dam I contrived to spare this brittle…
There’s a fearsome beast within, huddled tense and waiting, in the furthest corner of this brittle heart. It lies alert to any signal
For those who only know oasis it must be difficult to fathom another way of life beyond the wal… amidst the shifting dunes. Those that follow gypsy trails
Why are you here ? Where did you come from ? Why have i been cursed with one so radiant and true ? There’s no time for your curious m…
God has spoken. I have been listening, the message is clear. The psalm itself is silent, if the psalmist’s voice falls stil…
How are you? The maiden turned and whispered soft, her turquoise eyes as deep as time.
The essence of night is her infinite darkness, that cannot be measured by space or in time. She’s as large or as small
Late at night; another helter-skelter day, having flown off unexpectedly into alien domains of disarray. So many urgent moments
Are you the one I have no words f… Are you the one who seeks the space between these lines? I used to think I’d know you inst… Now I don’t know anything at all.
No words of wisdom. No clever rhymes. Not this day. Something heavy weighs me down.
Listen. There it is. The hum of perfect silence at the centre of all that is, and isn’t.