j.wood : Writing

Black Coffee Blues

Black Coffee Blues

A Poem by j.wood


Growing up skipping stonesNever pausing to see if they liked himIt was not that he was all aloneFor many did never want to swimHis mind’s mirror..
Artificial Intelligence

Artificial Intelligence

A Poem by j.wood


All of our pithy fearsEmpty of hope or full of dreadBoth are laughing at sticks and swordsTrapdoors under large warm bedsWe are foodClawing at the lat..
So Tired

So Tired

A Poem by j.wood


Last night should have been taken easyYou have paid double for it all morningChoppy piano melodies do not help anyoneThey are hurting you so very much..