The longest day the shortest night she might understand the Moon and I are old friends…
Daily Archives: June 21, 2017
Cockamamie
Who knows where anything goes? I don’t, but I think we’re being sucked into the vortex of some interstellar cortex and that might know. there’s never a God when you want one and I wouldn’t know one if I saw one, just call me Thomas. ‘There’s a place somewhere’ words from a long ago song,…
Atomisers
A door opens somewhere the light switch clicks and the evening wall is built from the bricks of one more day. She sits on the edge of her teacup ( a limited edition ) art everywhere and somewhere the lights go out. There is no moral in the stories we tell no sounds from the…
The restoration
Strumming off the cuff diamond but rough I die every time. and every time she brings me back again for one more painful refrain. I write love in short bursts the scarred romance in thirsts which I long to quench and the notes send shivers to bend my spine one time a thousand times it’s…
Fertile places
We’ll kiss and cuddle and laugh about it about the way things don’t always fit right and you’ll say, it’s alright and I’ll say, it’s alright and we might kiss and cuddle some more. When it’s all over and done with we live with it give with it sway in the glow of it laugh…
