the way you discard people
leaves me cold
i read what you had to say
and i just felt sad
Tag: writing
Cold Tea – Written Monday 11th May 2009 (Aged 34)
i saw reflections of my childhood
in the throwaway ink
and the cups and glasses
piled up in the kitchen sink
Conquer the World – Written Friday 8th May 2009 (Aged 34)
when i was young
i wanted to conquer the world
but when i get older
all it did was conquer me
Confused Soft Soled Shoes – Written Friday 20th August 2021 (Aged 46)
i am sad,
and something hurts
but so much of our lives
did not turn up for work
I Pull Down Tables – Written Tuesday 7th September 2021 (Aged 46)
and i remain hungry
for the belly of your touch
for the ways –
you devour my interest
They Ran Off and Joined the Circus – Written August 2021 (Aged 46)
they ran off –
and joined the circus
performing an act
of cleverly hiding the truth
i wonder if it ever raised the roof?
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
Small Doses – Written Wednesday 13th July 2011 (Aged 36)
it feels like i work best in small doses
never cul-de-sacs
just tightknit closeness
i work down to the last deal
Resign – Written Friday 8th July 2011 (Aged 36)
will she resign
perhaps in time
but keep your friends close
and enemies closer
Reflections – Written Friday 8th July 2011 (Aged 36)
they seem me reflected back
their own demons
swimming in sewers
crushed in the past
