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Their signal cries draw me outside
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Once, I saw a square squash
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The birds overslept this morning,
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I dreamed you made me tell you
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One day I started weighing out
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Once, I ate honey from the comb –
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It’s so hard to be depressed
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Pain is a demon that lives inside us, I think.
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The wind is throwing coastal temper fits –
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The black-suede silence of night
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I have yearned for your wondrous words
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Wrapped in my comfort-blanket of despair,
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From a thousand miles away, the voice
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Contentment isn’t built of great moments of
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The room was as full of him tonight
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Keeping the faith is so hard when you’re
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Shhhh. If you sit very still, you can hear it.
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Most days, I think, I’m fairly cheery.
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Ranked in their rows of cubicles, the human
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Sitting in frustration, stalking words and
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The light by which my soul is lit
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Have you heard the latest bit of news?
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How did we get here again?
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I had toast, coffee, and grief
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The future dribbles itself out
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