I Cannot be Part of Your Chaos
I Cannot be Part of Your Chaos I cannot be part of your chaosThe many stationsAnd so much trackThe wants
Poems January 2008
In Their Voice
In Their Voiceit is in their voiceit is in their sighit is like a stormacross a peaceful skyit is a
A Thousand Broken Teardrops
A Thousand Broken Teardrops know my instabilityI know it wellI know its demons Who know my shiverAnd sanity’s stabilisers?They lie at
Discernible Distance
Discernible Distance others;jeep the insidejust as that.inside;they have billboard eyesthat advertisenot who they arebut what they;want the world to seeand
Try
Try some peoplegrab your heartyou want to make it rightbe that personthat finally finds their lightcarefully guiding themyou would like
Past
Past pastthe past is gas lampsand a sepia tingetall hats reaching for the cloudsand handsome cabspulled by horses looking proud.
Falling Away
Falling Away i watch you fall awayi reach outand try to find the words to say.i court the nighthiding from
Do We Remember?
Do We Remember? we try to remember falling in lovewe try to remember those daysthat went by in a flashin
Thirty Something
Thirty Something this is thirty somethingthe past has been hungit was tried and convictedbefore it had barely begunfreedom’s like a
Everyday
Everyday everyday a few more tears fallwe were young oncethe world was an adventurethe stress and the strainsmake us wary
