The bottle fit to burst |
When his spit hits my faceI know that thats it.Theres no turning back!My fist has connected before my mindHas even realised what is going on.I want to see him slump to the ground.Collapse in a heap.Be...
Posted by on Wed, 03 Feb 2010 04:57:00 GMT |
My feeble attempts to woo |
On the Tuesday I gave her a kidney beanAs it was all that I had.She ate it down when I wasn't looking.Told me her heart was far from won.On Wednesday I gave her a crisp packetWhich I told her containe...
Posted by on Wed, 26 Aug 2009 04:18:00 GMT |
Ex-girlfriend |
'You ain't no use to me,' she said.'You're shortYou're ugly.You've got a crappy job.You don't treat me right!The way a real man should.You're sad.You're pathetic.You've never made me come.You ain't go...
Posted by on Fri, 12 Jun 2009 04:46:00 GMT |
1st draft of 1st part of new story |
And when I saw her looking at me like that my heart dropped. Not because I found her overly attractive or anything. In fact, if anything, I would have described her as being pretty, but plain. So no, ...
Posted by on Sat, 21 Feb 2009 09:29:00 GMT |
The Comfort of Sleep |
He was walking at midnight.
Because he liked to be by himself,
With the cool air around him
Making the world seem almost alive.
A stray drunk, or an insomniac like himself
Might, at times, pass him by...
Posted by on Thu, 02 Oct 2008 13:38:00 GMT |
The Failed Writer |
Little flashes of genius.
Small bouts of inspiration.
Were all that he had.
He tried to store them up
To use when he needed them.
But when he would look,
Sometime later
They would already be gone.
Posted by on Thu, 02 Oct 2008 13:36:00 GMT |
Loneliness. |
'Its nothing but a circus now'
Is what he had thought he had said.
Still, he admitted to himself,
It didn't matter awfully much
What nonsense came out of his mouth
Since there was no one there anyway...
Posted by on Thu, 02 Oct 2008 13:35:00 GMT |
The beach |
She spelt my name correctly.
Writing it with a stick
Upon the sand.
A futile gesture, I considered,
Since the tide was coming in.
Within an hour or two
All evidence would be gone.
She laughed ...
Posted by on Tue, 02 Sep 2008 14:46:00 GMT |
The Day I Found Myself on Home and Away |
It was a day like most others to be honest.
Nothing was happening.
I was depressed with my life.
I had been smoking a pack of cigarettes
One, by one, by one.
Simply for something constructive to do.
M...
Posted by on Fri, 18 Jul 2008 08:02:00 GMT |
Unromantic |
Watching Amelie one night
With a woman whom I considered a friend.
There was a scene where
The male love interest
Had to follow a series of blue arrows
In order to gain his hearts' desire.
'You would ...
Posted by on Fri, 18 Jul 2008 07:59:00 GMT |
