Nurse my broken wings back to life They don’t work the way they shoul… For I’ve flown too close to the m… And scanned all the heavens above I’ve journeyed beyond existence
I looked up from my phone eyes bleary and adjusting, was it you coming towards me a vision of blue; a dolphin swimmi… dressed in a nurses attire
I seek a demise From this laughable quartet of dow… The jeers and snide remarks And all the scathing looks of dist… I seek a demise
Wisdom is a gift bestowed to the f… When they realise that all around… And heads can’t be housed in the s… Their stupidity is seen like the m… They’ll kick and scream against th…
when we met, all those years ago I was huge mass of cool marble, smooth to the touch, strangely exo… like caramel swirled in vanilla ic… now, I’m a shadow of my former sel…
a flaming profusion of synthetic r… and a cheeky moulded plastic face a hole in your back where my hand… to move your mouth and make you al… though no movement in those electr…
you turn my thought inside out your ornaments of blue glass haunt… a whimsical dream that developed d… we were once a bonded soul, now an… your dead and gone, for time now
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
in black and white you stopped me in my tracks your voice a perfect pain a woe filled narrative words flying around my head
watch my tears swell the corners of my eyes run the red tinge from constant sheddi… in my eyes it leaves its tincture as the pain of life leas its harsh…
its human nature, well mine anyway not to leave anything in a glass o… down to the bottom of all I travel under the tutelage of my own will lucid and calm my greedy eyes cove…
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
Uneasy leanings dwell silently Within the vanilla heart Projecting a usual and normal face Tired whims of vagabonds To all around your blood pumps loy…
I can see ghosts in your eyes you carry them like hopes, clutched close and tightly held each one a knot in lifes rope, clouds form in and around the iris
the train tracks gently rattle in… and a wind chime calls an atmosphe… the wind blows a leaf strewn force… and I’m lost in the purpose of my… gutters magnifying a slow trickle…