life can be… so surprising
here i am arriving
on magic carpets bought in bulk
telling life’s sweet and strange joke
Category: Poems and Writing 1999
All of Me – Written Monday 9th August 1999 (Aged 24)
they have style
so much inside
i want to tell them –
just how i feel
but word do not seem enough
Deep – Written Monday 9th August 1999 (Aged 24)
so very deep
awoke myself from a very long sleep
pulled from a swollen river
given warmth,
as i live here with my permanent shiver
So True – Written Monday 9th August 1999 (Aged 24)
well, i found the switch
but i still seem to be in the dark
you have stole every piece of me
and here i am falling apart
what i would give, just to be with you
I Called for Your Train (An Unfinished Piece) – Written August 1999 (Aged 24)
the tain may have been distant
a rumble in the hills that rise in my brain
it may have been arriving,
which is why i shook in my frame
The Female Journalist – Written Saturday 1st August 1999 (Aged 24)
the female journalist
hangs on with greasy hands
she is in a job with suspect talent
and is a friend of, ‘bands’
Still Walking With the Past – Written Wednesday 26th August 1999 (Aged 24)
thought i had dispensed of the past
if not in black plastic bags
at least to the back of the cupboard
to be reflected upon when i feel sad
All The While – Written July 1999 (Aged 24)
you make me smile
and,
all the while
these feelings grow strong
i would wait for hours
pick the petals off imaginary flowers
Didn’t You Used to Be a Friend? – Written Friday 30th July 1999 (Aged 24)
the friends who once respected you
have left on an early train
and on those wild late nights out
of cheap clubs and expensive cocaine
There is a Story Behind Every Face (An Unfinished Piece) – Written July 1999 (Aged 24)
there is a story behind every face
we judge,
and cement our views in place
take a look at me
come over and tell me what you see
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