(2012)
If I had fingers, I would find things. I would fumble, feeling through drawers of cards and notes. Fond felicitations of folk, friends from days gone by; five new pence; four candles;...
In the mists of time, Before the dawn, Your name was written with mine. And so we met. And became,
Nobody loves you. They say that they love you. Love you. Love you. But you can’t hear!
I wanted to say that my friend die… She’s gone from this world for goo… We’ll never meet up, eat some lunc… And I’m sad about that for good. She was adversity’s friend but was…
For Christmas this year, I shall paint my fat face! I can do that you know. A clown, A queen,
I don’t care, What you say. Your words mean nothing, Any more. You try to say,
Stallions charging, Foaming white, Breaking on the beach. They rise, Raise their heads,
Do I write my poems and prose and… Cowardly! Do I publish them and say, "this… How indulgent! Do I say nothing?
You’d best not drink with Beth an… I’m pretty sure they’d make you si… Whilst at The Street or C.C. Bl… You’ll lose the key to your hotel… Wake up with Pringles in your bed…
Before I could even speak or know… He told me what I should believe. He told me what I should achieve. He told me how proud he was of me. He told me when I was a disappoin…
With dragon, lay in crook twixt le… Whilst worlds around me move, And when I wake no longer shall I… No more to prove, No half baked scheme,
I choose to explain, Before I leave you, Again. That the warmth, Of your heart,
I’ll write some drunken poetry, It may not even rhyme. It doesn’t rhyme. It’s not even poetry. You soft lad!
How can I describe you in a song? Portray the beauty I see before m… Sing of your lions mane, your spar… And of the way you move me. Will you love me in the morning?
Honour yourself with all your hear… LGBT may be your homies but neve… If people are offended by who you… There is nothing straight acting a… There is nothing masculine or femi…
