Thursday, 28 January 2010

Joke


Yes. I am one.

.:Waster:.


How can i keep anything to myself?


Time to share.



Time to take it easy... to stop the twists of discomfort in my belly by quietening them with hunger.


Time to change.


Time to dissolve.




Sunday, 3 January 2010

.Sun.

Blinded to the ochre bliss...

the bright...
the wonder...

...eyes streaming
...hands screaming in the cold

face to the setting sun.

Chasing the setting sun.



Wednesday, 30 December 2009

Friday, 11 December 2009

I should be at home. Or out.















My brain feels like mashed potato


Fuck it all.. I can't... i can't even NOT be bothered with it... it'w wrenching at my fat gut... pulling at my weathered, withered heart...

Little Star.


My favourite star in the sky
A bright and shiny thing
Full and strong, huge and distant

I remember the day... have no idea when
I found out that my star wasn't a star atall..

It was huge, and it was bright..
But not a speck on what it once meant to me. That star was a planet. Accessable, small... mediocre... dangerous...

My star isn't what it once was.
It was beautiful.
It was mine.