flesh wounds excise fragments of you,
while you’re torn between licking wounds...
We were right here billions of years ago,
lost in thought, making love on the same land...
Behind the nightmares that linger in my glass
like a loose fitting camisole...
I rose,
above anyone who ever shamed me for my talent. Who...
Eyes tight shut, to block out the view,
Hand covered ears, to stop the noises getting...
A Sonnet is quite tough for me to grasp
Though rhyme emits from me with silky ease...
On Earth I wander as a wisp
a vapour trailing in the air...
Have been away a while now,
Maybe too long...
Summer fails me often
as pastels blend with...
I’ve been addicted
to words since...
I often think of myself as a machine.
My miles of veins, tendons and sticky bits...
persuading needles
from a dwindling haystack...