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Intrinsic Intrigue
Squandered scriptures of fantasy pictures,Reasons enslaved, I’m bathed in confused muses of the same man, Disguised as facets catching light in charisma shaped bite sized prizes, I take a step back as the charm starts to mingle with mask swapping shopping, Charged energy, bills the recipient in ego swathing stories of potential yet essential fixed…
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The Domino Effect
Distained Domino’s dropping at rapid rates,Circular motion’s, dots blurring, interface, In withdrawals from acting out out, I used to get about but now it’s a sedimentary affair, In obsessive Rumination over a trauma bond, fond of fancying men who depict my Dad in his self-sacrificing sorrows of tomorrow’s, Mocha Mischa hails the Master of Music…
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Seagull Secrets
Seagull salutations as Wednesday becomes my vacation into the early morning viewing over yawning phrases such as “you gotta be kidding me, I have a full day of course catch up infront of thee”, Maybe ‘the dark end of the street’ reference at the end of Avoidance was a key sign to chill the fuck…
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Misic
The sound of ‘Baba O’ Reilly’ improves my concentration by ’11’, ‘Tonight, Tonight’ was a gift from Heaven to introduce me to my fave band and Drummer of all time, ‘The Bends’ was used to defend my honour against an abusive Father, sending me ‘Parachutes’ to ‘The Great Escape’, leaving a ‘Lump’ in my throat…
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Contradictory Corner
I’m really frightened yet I feel like a Giant in the swing of synchronicitys, Torrid times seem to give me the rhymes I need to succeed in yet another epiphany, My swelling heart, torn apart by my Arthur’s deteriorating health, Wealth of worry summons up the courage to face some responsibility without reciprocating and radiating…
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Hear Me
It’s not absurd to wanna be heard, I have a right to my feelings, every single one of them and emotional support distorting as control and contort, Uncomfortable in your skins because vulnerability was considered a sin, bin it…..laden it with suppressed satiation, When loved ones give me the space to be me in my…
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Cruel Inactions
Creeping Cruelly around my candescent evanescence, Paying a penance for the punishment I inflict upon myself, Health weary, feeling teary at the slightest criticism, minimalizing my mature communication to fit their colloquialism, Self-doubt, I tout the tickets to an audacious show before I implode, I must strive to feel alive without consent to meet my…
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