There’s nothing fair in politics
as well as in love and war...
I have survived so much
but mostly I have...
They smacked lip gloss
in shades of blush...
odds used as live bait
morsels for bread and butter...
There is a time in the past
you will look back on...
..they echo now,
all around the big chair...
In the dripping dark,
Deep, deep underground...
30 May 2018
6:17pm...
He lives in a bubble
with a constant need to blame others...
My dreams
are a mystery...
Mystery
The great unknown...
Neon guitars and Day-Glow stars
no longer put a grin upon my face...