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The Only One Awake
I’ll stay in this trance,
Where the music’s a dance
Where it’s dark outside
In the dead of night.
And the only sound
Is rain on the ground
And the only person
Awake is me
The world sleeps
And I listen
To the sound of the wind
Watch the treetops glisten
In a land drenched in water
And a heart soaked in brine
The world inside this room is mine
The world is your oyster i...
Tuesday 9th September 2025 7:36 am
Night's Embrace
My eyes see in a monochrome light, a vivid world of grey.
Thoughts jumbled and troubled, caught in a caricature of a play.
A melancholy melody, humming through the shadows of my soul.
This symphony of sorrow, echoing, no joy can it cajole
Whispers of a silent woe, dancing with the ghosts of past.
The silence of this madness, a dark rite that seems to last.
A haunting echo of memories, clingi...
Friday 19th April 2024 11:11 pm
My last night, in the flat we almost shared
You've already left.
537 miles North of me, of us.
I'll ruffle up to join you in four (agonising) weeks
but to my unconcerned shame,
I'm too sad to sleep in that bed without you, too ungoverned.
Nostalgia, even the warm kind, is too much feeling for me.
Something about it has always made my lipids curdle
and an unpleasant tickle cloud in my brain.
The street ou...
Tuesday 30th March 2021 9:40 am
Endless Night
At the end of the day
The rain now steadily falls
I’ve laid here for hours
Waiting for sleep to come
Keeping my mind company,
I’ve put a few records on
Spinning my favorites and laying low,
Leonard, Elliot, Thom, and Isakov,
Each song delivers a blow
Throwing me back to years ago
I’ve laid here in the dark for so long
It’s too much trouble to turn the lights on
My mind is heavy
As...
Wednesday 6th May 2020 10:08 pm
Sleeplessness Blues
Thursday 2nd October 2014 6:27 pm
Insomnia (unamused by a whitling muse)
a night too quiet
yet, even in it’s silence,
not quite enough for me
now in my head those words were read
by Richard Burton
but then she came calling in the hours
when there aren’t yet enough digits on the clock
and I ignored the advice of William S Burroughs, or some other I forget,
and told her to fuck off, leave me to the monotone
test card transmission, t...
Tuesday 28th August 2012 6:04 am

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