I spent the week-end asking myself questions. There is nothing like concern for someone you love to make you pound the “what if ” keys like a heavy metal rocker… It was certainly noisy in there Desiring peace, I leant on my new incense habit until my hair smelt like a gypsy. Realising that it […]
News of a funeral the passing of a life memories dredged to lay damply on the surface of the mind some things spring quickly, so clearly the horse bets countless puffed cigarettes gravelling voice like tyres running across nicotine stained vocal chords and the way he stood of a morning one arm folded across his […]
Incense sticksLit and burningShedding ashOfferings to the GodsUntil our sticks are burnt And we are gone.. I used to hate incense – as recently as last month I hated incense – now I’m addicted to the stuff. The smell hasn’t changed, although now I open up my entire house and the scented smoke disperses so […]
Stubborn in the set of his shoulders rigid through the spine and all of this seen and sensed from behind known to me since before he was born I didn’t need to look in his eyes to know that this argument was not mine so I gracefully cleared the court changed the subject moved on. […]
He carried his grief like a pallbearer up high on his shoulders chin forward determined slightly hunched almost as if as long as he didn’t straighten all the way out his heart wouldn’t drop out of his chest I don’t know what it cost him to keep it all inside like that but then I […]
I blame the movies The books The Netflix dramas That go on and on The highs and the lows That drive the story And us To believe that life is supposed to be lived like an amusement park ride When really Reality is calm It is quiet The sound of a leaf dropping Birdsong And […]
Time is the changer of many things Like a magician it transforms But the trick is so subtle and slow We have no way of knowing Fathoming how it is done People we once loved terribly and lost Become memories that no longer accost our senses in quite the same way Pain that once twisted […]
I thought I told you I’m sure I did I reminded myself As we always said We would But days run away and grow up to be months Years And all the words we didn’t say turn into concrete marked with children’s prints They resemble only the things that no longer fit Large hands cover […]
Rain drops sliding down my jacket tangling in my hair fogging my breath and there, on the horizon, a million tears haze greyly like pain coming down the track A future unknowable Except I know this I’m going to get wet
Where do we go? Is frequently asked But a question More important Is who are we now And where do we live? In other people’s heads? In a social scroll Turning over and over A bunch of tiny hearts Popping Breaking Cycling and dangerous to the mind that thinks About everything And nothing Where do […]
