I've blocked
you out,
more than I ever did.

The secrets
I've kept.
I've kept,
well hid.

The pain
I've been through
The pain
I've felt,
you'll never be a part of
because you
never helped.

The rides
I've taken
away from you,
help to see
me through.

My eye's grow dimmer
everyday.
So I sit down.
Escape.
And lay.

Strolling in a stolen jumper.

Thanks
for the kind words.

You've driven me out of the house.
My fear and anger wrapped up in curds.

Another day, week, year
Of you're words I live in fear.

Weak-ends

Sunday Night


Person 1 cocaine
Person 2  laughing gas
Person 3 mega
Person 4 weed

Monday Morning

Person 1 Phd Student

Person 2 Goverment advisor

Person 3 Primary school teacher

Person 4 Father

Early Morning Murder

At school,
a beacon of
loathed radiance.

Her words ruthlessly
scathed
A windy tornado, drew a shriek.

Whipping
and
Whirling

Caught in the creek.

Hands
of wire.
Consume the
victim.
Prosperous eyes as bright as
the moon.

The crystal fields
loom and judge her.

advice to you my 2 year old girl

A wise girl kisses but
doesn't love,
listens but doesn't believe,
and leaves before she is left.

reunions

old friends
a handshake of love
no words.
a nod
a wink
a shrug.

Old Pair

Romantic walks.
about the ducks,
and the boats, they talk.

The clouds,
are grey,
and dull as soot.

Damp. Dank.
Concrete lay
under their foot.

A bitter breeze.
Whispers past them.

Their ripped jeans
and scruffy hair.

It does not Condemn.