Let me cry in this embrace—
if there is still an embrace left...
In a dim-lit room, with smoke-filled air,
Frank played jazz, his fingers a blur...
The first tear to fall
is no indication of...
drip
drop...
I stand and I wade through it
The sites and sounds of a torn psyche...
It's cold tonight and the
Rain falls softly all night and...
The memory of oceans
lingers in her eyes...
Squashing insects beneath our fingers
No consideration for such little lives...
He never thought he mattered
It’s hard to when on your own...
Are you happy
Does it make you smile...
Put the slogan up next to scripture
Hang their symbols in front of god...
My heart aches with the torment I have allowed.
It seeps in when I realise that the noose is...