Sunday, 24 October 2010
Saturday, 25 September 2010
Friday, 24 September 2010
Monday, 19 July 2010
Sometimes it feels like the rain never stops.
I turn away and I hear it before I turn back to look.
It’s really coming down now.
Sitting quietly in corners waiting for something big to take hold, taking late night buses to the rhythm of a whirring heart, following over ground routes, from grey to black to grey again.
Watching people flow in and out of the station. Waiting.
Count all the steps. Listen on repeat.
This is the old routine.
‘This is a blast from the past’.
A door that leads to nowhere and a window that is never closed.
Sunday, 18 July 2010
Friday, 11 June 2010
Thursday, 29 April 2010
Sunday, 25 April 2010
Sunday, 18 April 2010
Thursday, 1 April 2010
Monday, 1 March 2010
Wednesday, 17 February 2010
Monday, 15 February 2010
Sunday, 14 February 2010
I'm watching you watching them watching us.
Passing through empty stations.....this is me leaving.
I told you i would.
Some days things don't fit.
Up turned tables and lofty open spaces, aimlessly running fingers through hair, watching shadows for answers.
Blocks of colour.
You're not listening now.
Time to leave. Time to start.
Thursday, 11 February 2010
Sunday, 7 February 2010
Saturday, 6 February 2010
Walking round in circles and straight lines,
Life getting clearer and more complicated all at the same time.
Looking out and looking in i like to forget,
recording over the same memory until it is disguised as another.
The sickness will fade.
It never meant as much as it seems to now,
my heart is tricking my brain and my brain is tricking my heart.
You are falling.
Thursday, 4 February 2010
Choking on hot water i come up for air.
This isn't my world anymore; this isn't you, this isn't me, this isn't 'us'.
Wilderness for miles.
Remember how it started and remember how it ends.
Waking in between dreams you were there, and you.
'Everything is going to go dark for a while......'
'...don't be scared'.
Muted colours and grey skies.
I am running. I am running away.
Wednesday, 3 February 2010
Saturday, 30 January 2010
Friday, 29 January 2010
Sunday, 24 January 2010
I don't want it to be this way,
but i dont want it any other.
Alone. Together. Alone. Together.
Packed boxes stacked behind closed doors,
Cleared shelves and empty thoughts.
I am living two separate lives,
mine and theirs, yours and mine.
Life was easier when it was just me,
Life was selfish.
You were easier without me.
Friday, 22 January 2010
This is the last time i saw you.
You always say bye in the same way.
The same words, the same order.
As i walk away i remember your damp skin,damp hair,damp breath.
Tell me everything,
I would like to be stronger.
This was the day we met.
Nothing has changed/nothing is changing
Soon, ill be gone and with me goes everything of you,
Wrapped up in brown paper......I am happy with my secret.