Smile looks feign
While in pain...
Erratic thoughts, flow
tranquil as the Thames...
Churches
By Mark Spencer...
Children drown
in the water of fear...
Oh What monstrous natural deformity are you...
Who with uttered words wallows me in seas of...
Old men are more interesting
with their souls painted...
The world is a shallow place,
Full of desperate people...
A single raindrop
disrupts calm waters...
Tossing and turning through colour binding dreams,
I awaken in the darkness of sadness and gloom...
I'll send you postcards
from every broken, burnt...
We were 5 and 7
when mornings tasted...
As darkness falls
Thoughts dance by...