‘I remember that face you would make, Just as I subtly stumbled through the door, Into a room devoid of your light: Not disgust, per se. But close enough. In fact, It’s the only face of yours I can see, … Continue reading A clean, will-darkened place
When I saw you, I knew: I could only belong to you, In the way only a soul can, Through combination of a, Cosmically cruel, Twist of fate and a, Cosmically cruel, So-called ‘will’. We laughed and we ‘loved’, … Continue reading Indentured solitude
When the time comes, That the light seeks a better audience, (Of virtue and number), Our story will be whispered, Echoing through the empty halls of our descendants, Yet unbuilt, “We have lived and laughed, Loved; Now there’s nothing left.” … Continue reading My Son, My Son; What have I done?
The dawn carried the whisper of a question: ‘Where are you now?’, As uncertainty rained down like acid on those, Now obviously, Fragile and stupid sand castles, Pretending like we were protected. Say goodbye to Tomorrow, For now … Continue reading The Age of the Young (Wo)Men
When time winds down, If I’m sat at the precipice, Witness to the loss, My only wish is that my last breath, Might taste of cabbage and cigarette smoke, Unforgettably potent, So I might extend my lease, Through pure power … Continue reading the stink of yesteryear