Longer, Harder Softer – Written Monday 1st December 2025 (Aged 50)

but I have never known how you feel,
or even felt.
To me, with you,
there was always something
that could never melt.

Telephone Wires – Written Monday 10th November 2025 (Aged 50)

We are not so insecure
that the condiments of our life
taste a little less pure.

Incompetence Is A Daring Muse – Written Monday 10th November 2025 (Aged 50)

Some environments
drip,
with a kind incompetence
that is difficult to believe.

Play Pretend – Written Thursday 11th September 2025 (Aged 50)

But on my own,
the crowds — all the crowds —
they just leave me feeling alone.

Collection – Written Wednesday 27th August 2025 (Aged 50)

see that they are integrated
into my collection of rain.

Do I Belong To You? – Written Thursday 7th August 2025 (Aged 50)

things that turn up
like pieces of things that turn up late,
pieces of things
pieces if things held together with tape.

People Can Easily See In – Written Thursday 19th June 2025 (Aged 50)

The shyness is never far,
but really it’s not shyness —
it’s actually a desire for privacy.
And those two are very, very different.

Vulnerability Drinks Milk of Human Kindness – Written Monday 17th February 2025 (Aged 49)

“Vulnerability drinks the milk of human kindness, but vulnerability comes with degrees of blindness.”

Silly Me, Silly Me, Silly Me – Written Sunday 19th January 2025 (Aged 49)

Those clapping hands
never caught my fears.

Looked After – Written Monday 11th July 2011 (Aged 36)

why do i feel so vulnerable?
never before –
have i felt –
so in need –
of being looked after