And most especially merry Christmas to my best friend, for whom "Friends" is a Christmas present.


the pile upIt’s Saturday nightthe pile up
and outside I hear a car engine
coughing out its exhausted smoke.
I am much like that car
except I am too far on the inside
and I have a heart,
I think, I wish I didn’t most of the time -- like on lonely evenings when my petrol-thoughts
steer themselves out of control and straight into the wooden floor. Or when hydrocarbon tears escape through pores,
crawling straight down my cheeks shouting ‘man overboard’
as each droplet jumps from my jaw line.
Or when you are not here,
but I am
Fishing
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"If music be the food of life, ROCK ON!"
Korrok
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~Crys~
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