Capitalism

Gutters swimming with Fascists and frauds and fantasists. Rivers of blood Bullshit and Barbed wire. We sink Thinking we're treading The foul waters Of greed and dominance. Fields of wild flowers Trampled, steamrolled, Sold to the highest bidder who Smokes them into and Chokes further the atmosphere. Begging for decency the Average person suffers in …

Every Day Dream

Even now, sight unseen She dominates my vision. Has for almost a year, now. Entranced, I am. Paralysed By a love that has Grown, continues to grow From the fragile seed planted That day when we neither Were at our best. Have not seen her for Weeks now. Fear I will never see her Again. …

A Journey

Deep within twists of fate. Beauty terminally blooming. Wandering creatures, howl At unforeseen emotional catalysts. Time is irrelevant. Only life, ongoing, bursting From its bonds of misery and Resignation in the face of death. Falling green leaves brown Before touching barren earth. Winds strip naked souls of All pretence, all youthful delusion. Colours blend beyond …

Open Letter to “Grace”

Dearest, literally, Grace, I love you. More than I've ever loved anyone. More than I could ever love anyone else. It's quite elegantly simple. Please be mine, and me yours, one day. Until then I will do my best to be the man you want, need, that you could love. Yours forever, Colin

Life

It feels like the point of life doesn't ever really get much more significant than simply passing the time until death. Happiness comes and goes regardless of our circumstances: loved or not, wealthy or not, healthy or not. It's frustrating to me that it's so obvious there's no real meaning to life, beyond waking up, …

Falling

You gentle breath of wind. At first. When I thought I'd known All the pleasure and painful Storms and gales of Love. I knew nothing. Because nothing compares To the way you Battered me on Arrival, benevolently and Departure, cruelly. Calm, now. Peaceful. Boring, empty Yet a tempest rages Within me. Pure energy. For you …

The Dog

He thinks he's people. Then he smiles. Black, pink scarred jowls. Dripping bubbling saliva. Jagged, rotten teeth. Not a smile. A snarl. I reach for her hand but It's not where it was. I look for her and She's slowly separating From me. Back to his gaze. His hungry, angry eyes. They avert, to her. …

Numb

They say about hell When going through it: Keep going. What they don't tell you Is after the flames of Hades have licked every Inch of skin the Scar tissue Means you can no longer Feel Anything but the Emotions that sent you There, good and evil. Seared, frozen in time. Liberated from further Suffering …

Hope

Logic and reason Cast aside like my Heart was. Clinging to nothing. Not a word, not a sign. Just an irrational dream That you will Reappear. That my life will Gain again the Subjective meaning You once brought it. The days begin and end And I smile through The pain of losing You. Tears lubricate …

Mutilated

You make me rip Open my chest but Then there's nothing. Nothing there where My heart should be. You stole it with your Deep blue eyes and Caring soul but Then you left. And left me Heartless. With only memories Of the feeling of Being by your side. As if I'd slipped into An impossibly …