Stand alone, lone man, overstanding, he must stand, upon his own Two feet, discreet, in his yearning, to be shown compassion, in a fashion That will keep the soul burning, but fed on rations, learning on curves, and bending turns Passing, doorways occupied by lost souls, inhabiting lost vessels, transported to hopeless goals We all … Continue reading
I spy you. Playing games with my fate. Who are you? Doctoring my dates. Collating fake names and shapes. You’re early, I’m too late. Shaming rape inside mated hate. Closing floodgates. Overspill. Underkill. Secret still. You don’t know until you feel it. Live it. Breathe it. Violence in eyes once pure as day. Connecting jaws … Continue reading
I’m afraid one day you’ll leave me be. Am I an escape from your daily routine, or am I tangled heart strings you will, never see?
Over weight, plump face, full plate, in front of your, 40 inch plasma, the afore the size of your waist, metaphorically and physically so: as you gorge before images of underprivileged folk, as you waddle past skeletons, on your High Street, I hope your feet meet the position of what your eyes see. How is … Continue reading
Every heart melt, setting as diamond kisses on your reflective face. Blind side views, if he knew, and hushes still. Gushes fill. Blushing flushes, on my cheeks feel… I wake up from a thousand sleeping days, wondering why I had never seen a sun rise this way.
Verging on two paths. One of water. One of rocks. My heart is vast. You’ll not ask, and I can’t find, words hide, terms shy, conditions undecided, black and white resign to define, an entity, my ball of energy, my serenity, identity, free radical: you stand before me: logical, practical, magical: you’re my aura all … Continue reading