These animals were picked for the waste they make
So that your roses could grow strong in time...

No solace in sleeping
Just dark dreams and dread...

Dear Mr Sandman come to me
Brew me up some royal tea...

Autumnal grey skies
Push forward dark clouds...

Afloat but not floating
That’s how I feel...

Fire fighting my friends more protest no peace
Baby’s catching blue rubber bullets in their...

Burn them up
So the world can inhale them...

Out there, there is someone who prayed everyday
Yet nobody ever answered their prayers...

Baked from the sun
Choking on the dust...

Pieces of my mind float down around me
I see myself in the shadow of where I’ve been...

Tick Tock Tick Tock
152 Words and counting...

Bobbing past bubbles
In the warm I’m a happy rubber duck...