Crumbling

The foundations of the house

Sunk

Lower than the bags under my eyes

I hadn’t slept in days

She had

Of course she had

I was the one being punished not her

The taps dripped

The mould took hold

Again

We’d survived a move, a death, a pandemic

And this fucking city

But could we get through this festering rot

I’m not sure

And not even drink is fixing it these days

Nor drugs

Legal

Or otherwis...

Yer man sat in the background

And intended to stay until closin

To him the out of league ladies chatting

Their shoulders remained staunchly frozen

He told tales and complied compliments

As creamy as the pints he drank

And he’d do it not for any reward

He didn’t even want a thanks

And he’ll still spin yarns and stories

Epics that could ne’er be topped

And he will sit, and you’ll hear his wit

Unt...

In the evening

I carry her voice with me

The siren of my teenage years

Her face

Hair, my god her hair

The scent of a thousand paradise islands

Waves that caressed and framed a face

Of satin, ivory and the most delicate of freckles

Her body, her soul

They sing to me in the twilight hours

Alone

I weep for her

In crowds I am lonelier still

I dream

For to find her herself with me again

Would allo...

I stared into his eyes

Tommy stared past mine

We had managed to stem the flow

He told me he was feeling fine.

We swapped stories of life

And of the hills in which he grew

I shared some lies of my homeland

Just a few

We waited for the medic

They said 15 minutes for a rank so lowly

I told him 5 and that he’d soon be home in Georgia

Time had never passed so slowly...

The sun was dimmer

The streams had no glimmer

No hope

The leaves were green

But turning

My heart

Broken

And yearning

It was nearly noon

But in my soul

It was dark

This wasn’t just another walk in the park

As I tried to avoid looking at my phone

And the doctors who’d be telling me

They’d tried their best

But now I was

Alone...

Fuck your inspiration quotes

Your side hustles and personal challenges

Why?

They are set by people

With no skill of their own

Just

Sadists

Masquerading as coaches

Frauds

Who couldn’t complete them

Didn’t devise them and

Make sure you can never pass them

Free yourself and

Find your own peace

No stranger

Can define who you are

Those who try?

Have already failed their own...

We had 30 years to see Paris, my love

But it’s prettier in the spring, I hear

To my shame I was much too cowardly

To give you the ring you deserved, my dear

And now I long for one last chance

To stroll with you along the Seine

But Paris belongs to the past, I fear

So let us sing la vie en rose

For the old times

Once

Again...

They have me down for dead by Christmas

Falling apart, I’m lying down on my knees

Life, this life

Without an end? No.

All I want is final peace

Surely my love

There has to be just a moment

A final moment of ease...

There’s blood on the stair again

On the wall too

The faint smell of decay and skunk

Drifts cutting through the BO and spoiled milk

Hidden only by the grace of god

And the broken lights

They flicker

And make reading the missing person sign

An impossibility

Only 21

Drugs no doubt

Or some other dalliance of the young

Probably dead

The lucky bastard

Who needs sons anyway

He’s better off wherever h...

There was no from me response

Not even in anger anymore

Defeated I cannot even fake sadness

I sit staring at my pointless life

Work and home are now

Nothing but empty shells

Of a life imagined

And the future is as bleak as the weather

I try to avoid

And all that is left is this object

This 6ft stack of broken promises

Devoid of emotion

Hope or feeling

Or a tomorrow

I am the window in which I s...