Cogs, Spinning masses, Oil spitting snarls, Stained, white shirts, Rearing steel, Massacres abound. You didn’t orchestrate the mayhem, You were cogged, And the presiding spokes continue to preserve the intregrity of the serrated wheel.
How fortunate you are, To be so hopeful, To believe one day you will be reunited with the ones long passed. Each passing moment celebrated, Just means you are a moment closer. Fearless in the presence of death, Revelling in suffering. What a meaningful life it makes for. I… I don’t remember existing before I… Continue reading Humed
His eyes snapped open, amazed to find himself in bed , half his face squashed against the pillow. It’s a miracle he doesn’t have a hangover. I have become a pro at this, he thought. Now if I could remember… Fuck It all started coming back. Well, everything before the huge blank. He had told… Continue reading Black-in
Are you acting like her to taunt me? Reminding me to go to bed, To eat, Take my feet off the table, Pick up my plate, Make the bed, And take my meds. Because, I am always meaning to do those things. I have always done them, During and after her, And definitely before you.… Continue reading Remnants
Sulphuric, burning mongrel, Look inside the eyes of a dead sun. There’s no ashes there, No escape. Crimson Bleeding boulder, Find earth to amend. Bleeding lava, You’re bleeding lov-a, You are bleeding love.
Falling forward, Falling over, For something, And falling out again. For the bottle, We fall backwards. Into another feral expression Of the supressed feelings we yearn to release. For what’s more liberating than thawing those inhibitions?
She looked up from her plate and offered a radiant smile, he daintily reciprocated. He was ogling again and she was blushing. He loved how her skin glowed, how the candlelight bounced off her earrings and her shinny russet eyes. He didn’t know how he felt about her. Truth is he was very picky. Either… Continue reading Consolation
“Perhaps inside we are feeling small & insignificant. And so we go around trying to learn as much as we can so that it would put us in a position of superiority and power. In the end all this knowledge confronts us with the fact that we are small and know way too little. The… Continue reading Things I’ve Said #20
“I feel spread on a pourous surface Like I’m being strained. Like I’m seeping into something darker.” She felt the large body of water gushing past the bridge pulling at her insides. Hair flickering in the breeze, She cut it on her teeth. A man watched from his apartment, Mesmerised by a ghostly image, Or… Continue reading To Be Caught
“I may be cynical but I’m not a pessimist.”