A hand full of letters with hand w… Is my legacy and all my life has a… A short straw drawn, a street less… Wouldn’t stave this ghost, this da… And it takes my breath and thought…
tidy rooms and hopeful mess uncluttered places and a fallen dr… clothes all folded to a heap expir… slotted in faces suspended on wire… allotted to spaces too defiant for…
How have I missed this I’d forgotten how beautiful you ar… And I’m caught in you gaze A lightening bolt to the eyeball A thrust of electric rain
it erodes me my steep that you make waves in it houses me and you we’re clinging to an artists dirty… this acid bath strips me
I sink back into its black embrace… through the fog, the misted flecks… trapped in its world, without hope… negative energy pulses through my… this dead sea has me adrift a furt…
you give me small favours more cold than aloof, your vaccine is a tawdry air the scrawl on a strange arm, you have my heart and I’d like it…
the world and all its trappings that you drape around your gold, the lace and frills you wear all tell a tale, they speak of disappointment
from the bottom of your glass you see a different dimension time doesn’t sway your eye or friends that need attention you’re holding secret mass
Recollections of a different life The lazy drip drip drip of old cri… Flake from its ceiling and float d… On my new mind it scratches, impin… Who was I when I wasn’t me, now
You will never wash yourself clean… You will never see daylight if you… You will never win an argument if… You will never see real beauty whi…
we forego our own happiness just as puppets we hang by the thr… we once owned hopes our aspirations are just lengths o… we had a faith in a future
The sullen call of the ravens voic… as their flapping wings flood the… A blanket of seamless black floats carrying the night to the other si… Drifting late the soaring swirls
I don’t feel a shred of sympathy for your plight or your fallen gra… you have cutlery in hand and a mea… as you lick the vice from the edge… twisting and turning your brain to…
Look around and you’ll see Only two faced people smiling at y… You can tell they harbour ill inte… And wish your life was theirs Love is just a word made of shapes
you weave despair like a fine thre… you’re a tailor with skills unknow… and it seems my ego is your thimbl… my back is also your pin cushions… I feel i’m treated like a commodit…