There are those So full of life that Even my cynicism cannot be matched You are such, and
The guitar sits in the corner of t… And I wonder, does it wait? To be plucked and played? To sing my melancholy vibrations? Left alone for months at a time
You’d think it was magic the way You can’t make time What do I do then? Do I dance naked under the moon In blood rituals or some such beca…
The glint on your braces as the su… Them was not enough to make me fro… Gladly I’d sear my corneas to see… I didn’t even mind when my lips go… And when they did and they bled I…
We all take joy In jokes and tricks yes? And I have less to take joy in Elsewhere As I’ve friends, as long as I’m u…
I can see the water vapour rising steam is invisible the bit between warm gold and
From the tram to the train I’d sc… from shuttle to shuttle with only the speakers for company and then Sorry, can I just. I. Sorry
Listening to the gale blow, I recall the banshee of memory, Spectres of what was haunt my thoughts, And I recall the pain,
Hand presses hand, Chains of carbon courting Through nuclear repellence, Processing synaptic lightning: synthesised ecstasy flickers wildl…
Let it go? Stop holding on? Do you see my hands grasping someo… If only it were so simple, I’d let go by mere principle! I was told, like two spent swimmer…
'Bred to a harder thing than trium… Failure then? That I can do! With a glint in my eye and a smile… I can hold back the inadequacy
Time passes, And our each allocated space and s… relative to the rhythm of lives being lived alongside ours. Strength and sinews fade with sick…
Come now, don’t tell me to shine l… It’s cliché for one, and false for… Must I really quote the dictionar… Yes I will be 'that guy’. Is it so bad I like to be correct…
Stars dance before me In low pixilation But the wonder of it! I could press my face To the glowing screen
The light of evening: Always wondered what Was so special about it But you dancing by Yourself and me