How I Disappeared

How I Disappeared

Kevin Bacon on the TV screen, slowly removing the white bandages unveiling the void beneath… “Can we talk?” I lower the volume yet the words still bleed through from behind me as I face the man I trust, who speaks words I find hard to hear hard to...
broken

broken

Once pristine pressed, Now the record of their love and loyalty Crackled with anger Hissed with spite. His betrayal a gouge of infidelity Scored deep. Her heart bleeding out along the grooves. (inspired by the lyric video for Hammock “The Night You Caught...
Graveyard Roses

Graveyard Roses

Graveyard roses. I planted some for you. They bloom brighter and sweeter with each passing year. As you didn’t in life. You said you loved me, but did you? You truly only loved yourself, and I don’t think you loved yourself that much. Love/hate. Too close...

Be Here Now

Be here now, in the moment. My presence Present.   Remnants of winter stray into the spring garden Myself and the breeze chilling, chilled Scents of possibilities arise from the earth   Chirps and tweets from nearby branches I shouldn’t be here, in their...

Weighted and Waiting

Weighted. Enveloped by the blanket of poverty. Not warm, comforting, safe … but smothering and itchy Woven from worry wool. Weighted and waiting. Existing not living. Sharp fibres seep inside your skin Become a part of you You are the blanket.   Waiting. Dormant,...