About six years ago, I spent a day And night & morning with a girl I know We had a lovely time: film, a meal And drinks, then...Well, moving on, I fasted After this for four-days plus: it lasted For one hundred hours, in fact! But, how Or why that happened, still I cannot say...… Continue reading 100 Hours
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Lara’s Return
The cruellest months are April through to March... For though I don't know much about a gain Or loss of time & atoms, bangs both small And big, eternal recurrence, steady state Or chaos theory, meteor strikes & all That crazy jazz, I feel a nagging pain Which seems sad pleasure too, & cannot hate… Continue reading Lara’s Return
Weak Obsession
‘We always crave the thing we cannot have Nor get, no matter what it is.' Oh well, Then, just give up before you start! Possession Isn't all it's cracked up to be? And is it really true to say the object Of desire attracts the puny subject? Rather, it's the want & absence, lack Within… Continue reading Weak Obsession
Why it’s so Hard to Read When You’re Experiencing Mental Health Problems
I love books and books have always been a part of who I was. Years ago, when one of my friends was asked to describe me, in a game that a group of us were playing, he said "well...she's always doing something vaguely bookish." I was the stereotypical bookworm as a child, reading way past… Continue reading Why it’s so Hard to Read When You’re Experiencing Mental Health Problems
An Ode to Autumn
The inane prettiness of spring has passed Her constant chatter melted by the summer sun. Summer has then in turn burnt himself out The constant beating of light and heat fading... Autumn breezes into being, a soothing balm for weariness Reassuringly cloudy skies let you breathe in the sweet scent of time slowing down Her… Continue reading An Ode to Autumn
Tiny Spaces
She gets into the tiny spaces She shouldn't really fit But somehow - be it will or way She fills up every bit The little crook under my arm The space under my back The slither in my armchair A whole she knows I lack Sometimes I forget she's there Warm love against my frame… Continue reading Tiny Spaces
Run Away With Me and Be My Love
(In Homage to Mr Marlowe) Run away with me and be my love And we will revel in the delight of each other's misery. Fall apart into my arms And let me stitch you up - one heartache at a time. In a thread of tears, the tapestry of your life Entangled in my fingers… Continue reading Run Away With Me and Be My Love
An Amoral Heart
An amoral heart is presumed black as night, with sinewy, hot, wet arms that grab and crush the happiness out of everything. Wicked thoughts and evil desires being its motivation. But it is not like that An amoral heart is clear as crystal, hard as ice and inside there is nothing If you were to… Continue reading An Amoral Heart
Sneaks Bearing Gifts
Beware the gift bringer The honeyed words of the false lover They only want to penetrate your inner sanctum, Rape and pillage the fruits of your soul And feast on your flesh. And if you're very lucky - they'll do it in that order
When “It” Happens
I understand what they mean now when people say "pulled the rug out from under you". When it happened I couldn't seem to find anything solid to grab onto Or stand on I felt as though I would fall through the floor, through the centre of the earth. Fall all the way through to the… Continue reading When “It” Happens
To Sleep…
(Who can guess where this comes from?) To drift away where the present melts Where I can't feel the massive welts That hurt me so - inside my heart And seem to be on every part Of me. Inside, outside - leaking through Isn't living enough to do? I'm swimming through my honeyed life But… Continue reading To Sleep…
To Hope (in homage to Emily Bishop)
Hope is not a thing with feathers It is a thing with scales That slips and slides through all your brain And never stops or fails And clearest - in the murky depths And cruel must be the brute That could squash this little fish That no one could pollute I've felt it in my… Continue reading To Hope (in homage to Emily Bishop)
