Smile it's infectious
You don't wake up, well not for a while. Every morning on automatic pilot, no amounts of coffee will see me right. The fog never fully lifts, by the end of the day a light mist still shrouds me. Inside is a man begging to be let out. To be set free. Not shackled to… Continue reading Meds
The ambience I had etched out in the park The universes garden was destroyed The peddling of evil in the form of leaflets How the irony, soldiers of destruction (Jehovah's Witnesses) I disregarded their leaflets, telling every one of them I am happily disfellowshipped Each looks away; masks slipped, apologies For my plight I skip… Continue reading Disfellowshipped
If only the echoes in my mind And the ghost of lives past Could you leave me just for a day The dark skies no longer cast The shadows make me look rather Intimidated as I grope about In my unbearable time here Nothing is easy. I could scream About wasting my life and time… Continue reading Again
Dusk Town was buzzing the band was playing people everywhere smiling it was good to see The only dead-pan looks on the faces From the homeless and the Jehovah’s Witnesses I watched the people go by from the comfort of the cafe my camomile tea my only companion No rush to leave I go… Continue reading Dusk
Moon It’s just us I’m looking at you while you overwhelm me millions of light years between us 238.855 to be exact. Yet I feel you close. Guide me, help me light up a path that I can follow where you can always watch over me. Somewhere I can feel safe
Asylum So I’m leaving hotel Asylum The budget won’t stretch no more Bags are packed, arrangements made It’s time to walk out the door What lies ahead now I’ve rested my mind? You know I’m not sure Don’t know who I am anymore Will they find a cure? The clock is ticking, the TV.… Continue reading Asylum
The beautiful timbre of the local tongue Walking through corridors saturated In the 15th century, buildings and culture Breathing deeply in, immersing myself Being tortured by men with selfie sticks Or worse, men running around the square With prams, alongside goats, a festival The Uffizi offered room after room Of religious iconography. The faces all… Continue reading Art Culture and More
I can get through the worst has gone the river looks normal the grime has gone It’s important now To follow the rivers flow and not the stream to where I go Only good exists ahead the place to focus on the rocks cleanse the water trickles on and on The river is my friend… Continue reading Glass
In the park at midday You had just rolled out Another one for me to recoil at I realised then what your About (a turd rolled in glitter) Years of ignorance Because I now get it Your whole pleasure is Canning me. Watching as I suffer in pain But then you leave me When I’m… Continue reading Moment of Clarity
The trees are now bare The discarded leaves clutter the floor Some trees bow, leaning Like they are trying to re-claim their former occupants The birds, the ducks and swans Gather around, oblivious to your absence Not noticing I’m alone No squirrels came to greet me Nothing has changed here On the surface, but it… Continue reading Empty Trees
