i am not a lottery win
or first prize
the winning bingo line
the happy meal with extra fries

Insecurity insecurity, is one hell of a taskmaster makes the blood rush faster and faster makes you see red where … More

The Bill i listen out and wonder, what all this is actually about my past is real but, does it … More

people have set up on my beach
and they have strolled along my promenade
someone has sold chips and candy floss

hope no one notices
but feel lonely when they walk past
railroads of the future
stations go by very fast

i am close to the source –
of what turned him mad
i am closer still –
to what mader her so sad

i lost the moment
for which i had saved
it rolled by
as i worked on my lathe
watching the lullabies

maybe we could sit in costa coffee
being, ‘just good friends’
pretending that these years
have not come to an end

someone –
that i once knew
doing well for themselves
but they had not changed