Just a worm
Trying to write more every day, and hoping to write for many more.
Just a worm
Trying to write more every day, and hoping to write for many more.
Trying to write more every day, and hoping to write for many more.
Trying to write more every day, and hoping to write for many more.
Funny how someone can be more than a person
But a colour too, the sort that warms and grows
And brings about these daily smiles.
When life comes undone
They know the stitches, how to sew
Not just a fixer but a maker aswell.
They outline a life and you’re there too
Part of the picture
Sketched and carefully painted.
They give it movement
This art of ours
And we live there together....
I have a spot
Not our usual one
No it’s somewhere you’d never think
To look
You might find the clues in my face
If you pay attention
For more than one wasted night
If you make your tracings
Reveal my footprints that drag
Because I’m tired of hiding
And I’d rather be found now
Clinging to a branch or stuffed in a box
Please figure it all out
I’m getting bored and lost....
“I love you, Kevin! I think I’ll always love you, no matter what happens!” David shouted up at Kevin who was now leaning over his balcony to see who was making such a obnoxious declaration at four in the morning.
“David? What the fuck are you doing?” Kevin said, the reply coming out as a stifled yell as to not alert his neighbours to the bizarre scene.
“I’ve come to declare my love to you! I’ve...
Wake up sir
Come quickly
To our fair city
To the adorned square
Where you fought your last battle
And gave so dearly
They have made monuments to you sir
Look how the sun catches your cheek
They tell me it’s gold
Brought from overseas
And listen to their songs there
How your name carries
This does not please you sir
To war and conquer and be left with peace
But that is how it must always be
Do n...
I’m the guy who does the pictures on cigarette packs Of fathers blowing smoke in their kids’ faces
And sometimes lungs all tarred and black
This job has me going some wonderful places
To morgues and to the doctors
Or some small-town dentist
To gawp at the teeth of a washed-up rocker
Or look at some organs with the mortician’s apprentice.
I’m the guy who gives you the warning
In big capitals like ...
I searched for the culprit of those steps that lead so neatly to that retreating tide. Each a stamp that betrayed it, the drowned thing that visited our world. I reached into my jacket pocket and fingered the the grip of the pistol that weighed heavily there. Could I do the deed if given the chance? Kill that thing that wrought such evil upon my family?
The questions were many that passed through...
Hamster shuffled up to the podium and peered over it to look at the sparse audience that had gathered. Rabbit was nursing a cloudy pint in one paw, and loosely holding a smouldering cigar in the other – making small efforts now and then to look over at the stage to feign interest. Goldfish, who had just been wheeled into the auditorium in her glass bowl, was swimming in anxious circles, stopping o...