Familiar respite; Reading Keats, listening to Morrissey, drowned in sadness. Scribbling away in a battered notebook of poems about love and loss: poems you’ve read and poems you haven’t. You told me you pictured our future. Just weeks ago, blissful as ever. Now you claim just friendship. By last night you’d called me a twat. I’ve […]Read more "Poem: We’ll hug (for the times)"
Tis the early days of January. I look hard through the hue of rustic leaves. I search through the stacks of Wilde, Keats and Bukowski. I narrowly avoid my o’er streaked phone scarred to the remnants of a haunted past, my past. Encumbered with self-imposed exile duelling nightly with the tv and lovelorn feelings. In […]Read more "Poem: Softly lost"
I probably wouldn’t be the ideal anything; yeah I’m there for the people I care about- little reciprocation in that area though. The amount of meaningless relationships I have cultivated based only on mutual attraction and mutual animosity for each other, guess the label was their ticket in and the casualness was mine. Now a […]Read more "Down and out upon a mountain"
I’ve met a girl. I fell for her, I don’t fall for people easily. The past three years for me have been long, winding and occasionally torturous. Now here I am; most people piss me off. Her; well she doesnt, every message we exchange brings a smile to my face. It brings a long lost […]Read more "I am "
Strange times, what I could tell you back in December is not what could be said in April. I, much like the world am in a strange place. Albeit the world is going from genocides to war mongering. I however have spent the past months amiss, delving deep into the written word. This isn’t a […]Read more "The little black heart "
There is a nothingness that surges through the world, the world drips and drops with the sperm of a future generation. It violates everyone in it, it comes and it thrives on the awfulness of society. The world gives us all a relentless beating, bloody and endless. Then eventually we turn to tear each other […]Read more "World"
I have spent the day upstairs, alone, isolated, racked with hate, sorrow and fear. The world around me spun as I remembered events with her- call me fucking sentimental. Every so often a new wave of awfulness would come over me and I would be racked with the feelings that I feel o’so regularly I […]Read more "Now isn’t so soon "
We have driven the world into a state of comatose denial. We live our lives in a state of futility. We get married, we have kids, we work and we die. The world drones on and on. Dictators and genocide comes and goes but regardless we forget about it, we cast it away, we continue […]Read more "Soliloquy (for readers)"
The world has never been a place you can be different without anyone being an asshole to you about it. Britain has never been a place you can dislike football (forced down your throat at every turn), America has never been a place where you can truly be open (God fearing folks force their opinions […]Read more "Unordinary world"
We are our own worst enemy. We have created murder, hate and racism to name a few. Only now hundreds of years after we’ve created these things are we getting around to stopping them but there is very little we can do but hope people learn from their mistakes and grow as people. Our politicians […]Read more "Jonesing for a future"