i am in a house of paranoia
with palms pressed tightly against the glass
why are you doing this to me?
why are you leaving me to the last?
Tag: free verse
She Wore Her Wife’s Dress – Written Thursday 28th November 2019 (Aged 44)
she wore her wife’s dress
the loving support may no longer be physical
but beyond emotions
it remains, even with such pain
and as she sleeps
she is with you, for keeps
Pieces (Originally Untitled) – Written November 1995 (Aged 20)
everyone wants a piece of you
you have got to be everyone to everything
you have got to be on your feet and think
you have got to be doing the right thing everywhere
everyone wants a piece of you
Some People Seem at such a Loss – Written Monday 25th November 2019 (Aged 44)
what does it mean
to show you value people
and on that idea, you are keen
it is a loss
a deficit
a debt from some trauma based cost
Untouched By Reality – Written Sunday 5th November 1995 (Aged 20)
it has been a good time away
but i am home today
some days are untouched by reality
it is anger, it is toughness and it is naivety
Nuts (Assume a Wrench) – Written Monday 25th November 2019 (Aged 44)
they breathe a sigh of relief
and suggest the counselling
as if our emotional being
has blocks, a, b and c
do mistake emotional –
for fragility
do not think, nuts, and assume a wrench
A Long Way From Home – November 1995 (Aged 20)
it is good,
to get to a different playground
and a different way to play
a long way from home
People Cannot Help Themselves – Written Friday 22nd November 2019 (Aged 44)
people cannot help themselves
they cover their backs
as they stall and stoop
even as adults,
they lie as if they have croup
An Adult Graveyard – Written November 1995 (Aged 20)
i looked inside your head
i saw your friends
and they all looked dead
losing the plot
where is the thread?
Wide Open – Friday 22nd November 2019 (Aged 44)
whilst i leave myself wide open
or is it the heady fumes of self perception
am i the person
they see as a target
is that the heady fumes of delusion
