Like wallpaper, or clayPlastered on my faceHolding back my cheeks in an insincere display. Counting down seconds, shifting my eyes towards the doorSo ..
Sun, sink lowSink low, sweet chariotLead the way.Applause of the leavesIs that a diesel my heart dreads?What I wantBrain SoupWhat I wantHome is--What ..
This is all I haveWhen I get out I become a personPractice a nice smileExercise the personal interestBig and bright and burned outAnticipation kills m..
I wrote this a while ago. Despite the humour I employed to wrestle with negativity and self-doubt in this instance, things didn't work out. I do still..