There’s enough doom and gloom so this is about finding room for happiness. When I realised my heart was the mansion that my parents had given me to live in, things began to make sense. And when I found Her who would share in this blessing everything fell into place…
Tag Archives: Muse
Lady in the blue dress
I know her she’s a Krakatoa or a variant maybe a deviant, I ain’t kidding, she’s 12 pence to a shilling but don’t you be so willing because she’ll spend you like she spent me…
Average Joe
Conscious of my surroundings and au fait with the situation I work within a formation of ideas. It is not what I see it is what it could be that intrigues me. The missionary commissions me to write for his magazine, but I’ve been there and done it, rose and rode through it while some…
The corked genie
Are you still in the dream with me? can you see me watching you wondering what to do? no instruction booklet in the subset where the subtext is an undercurrent of hot sex and an overblanket that wrecks any idea of free movement. So are you or where are you and are you watching me…
Where’s the rest of it?
if this is the best then the best has to do, but I won’t have mediocre, semolina tapioca or plum duff, I want my just desserts. be careful what you wish for in a dish for dessert. The ‘diet of worms!’ is sold as a fish supper to poor people? or it might be something…
The progress prize
Vibration moving along the outskirts, sensation, something hurts and you don’t know why keep one eye on the ball the other will be blind to the writing on the wall and the prophet tells me that in all probability things will look up. me, an addictive personality will get hooked on it a fait accompli…
Inner maze
Come to think of it and I do when I think a bit which thinking about it is not very often…
Collapsing lungs
He changes his socks but never the muse and wonders what’s the use, in time when the stream reaches its destination. He never fixates he always deliberates slowly. Things will be they always are. I leave well enough alone, even in marriage sometimes it’s good to be on your own. There is here a limited…
In the distance
I’ve been listening to Joplin and Cohen, sad knowing they’re gone, but if we do live on in the words of the song all is not lost. Everywhere I have ever been everything I’ve ever known, seen or shown is a part of me, lyrically composed? only God knows and he’s keeping quiet tonight…
Feline friend
Blue glass cat black glass fur grey steel claws eyes everywhere. Pets are what we make them if we treat them right kittens in the daytime or monsters of the night. My pet’s a glass one can’t go wrong with a glass one no mess to clean no mean looks no glass cat crap shit…
