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Teardrop
Teardrop
A
teardrop
for each life lost
a broken heart for friends,
a sadness that never goes away
but gnaws at nerves and silent moments
the desolate times of memory cast hurt shadows
dancing on the twilight walls at the edge of your vision
a friend’s laughter that bonded like mortar holds together bricks
those happy tears can also flow in torrents in a recolle...
Thursday 9th April 2020 2:26 pm
the first is
This one is not for you.
Stay.
Stay.
Close your eyes
those framed portraits
[eager and aloof.]
one day red
full stop
left to [no] exchange
grasping
looking
[looking] up up down
stay.
Stay sane.
in
with no regard,
heaviness,
luke warm
...
Wednesday 21st November 2018 3:04 pm
Sensory Intensity
Sensory Intensity
LED lights getting brighter. God
my eyeballs hurt.
Dyson dryers far too loud.
How fast do you need
to dry your hands? Slow down.
It seems like all the world wants more.
And wants it now.
More power. Turn it up. Make it
Faster
Louder
Brighter
Stronger
Till we drown.
We’re not hardwired for this
har...
Sunday 4th November 2018 9:26 am
the key
new dawn
salt blue slate grey
push my head down under water
see me bobbing
feel me reaching
save me bright light release me
from sin i am saved
then you played my favourite song
as we danced in a circle
around
and around
each step
as waves
each hand
held tight
flowing silk
flowing water
we all
rais...
Tuesday 26th July 2016 3:50 pm

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