hunted me,
and found me in the woods
devoured my ego –
like sweet tasty food
We Don’t Have Children – Written September 2005 (Aged 30)
no, we don’t have children
we don’t pack up the car at the weekend
as if we are preparing for a disaster
Down Home and Back Around Once More – Written Wednesday 10th May 2023 (Aged 48)
here i am –
as the mystic
the one i never really was
Someone Should Have Told You – Written September 2005 (Aged 30)
you are convinced –
that he is a monster
you try to understand him
Much To Embrace – Written Tuesday 9th May 2023 (Aged 48)
i am craving the familiar
when i heard your voice
i hung onto its lilt and its tone
Damage – Written September 2005 (Aged 30)
and we can sit down –
look at all the reasons
but the choices you made
were that choices that caused the damage
Addictions Come In All Shapes and Sizes – Written Tuesday 9th May 2023 (Aged 48)
in some ways –
i want their forgiveness
i want them –
to say it was okay
If You Want To Dig – Written September 2005 (Aged 30)
then i will give you the spade
a home, shed,
a place where you can spend your days
The Corrupted Years I Now Carry – Written Tuesday 9th May 2023 (Aged 48)
i wish –
things had not been that way
i think emotional deregulation
has so much to say
Fragile – Written September 2005 (Aged 30)
fragile
handle with care
The Boy Behind The Glasses. Poetry and Writing 