Monday     Walking through the gates is the most depressing part. That’s why I always linger, smoking whatever cigarettes I have. 9:00am. There shoul…

 The golden clockwork of time and space came to a screeching halt. It was me vs. nature, man vs. wild, the way it was meant to be. In the years before…

The clock strikes one, it should strike thirteen in my mind. Never mind the CCTV cameras and ‘nanny state’ that England seems to be suffering…

A wooden rainbow is touched and played with a degree of grace while nervous fingers dart between the keys. The satisfying tones of completed chords bo…

I’m hiding, hiding away from the world, Wrapped in a cocoon of solidarity, one of my own making.   I live in fear of being judged, so I edit m…

I have found that I am always hungry. I do not mean this in the sense that my belly is empty, though that is an emptiness I may choose. I mean that my…

I spent the day walking with you, again. I don't know if you were really there. I kinda hope you were, and kinda hope you weren't. I don't know. Seems…

At eternity's gate. I can hear the rush of the wind through the empty lands. It's quite disheartening to realize you have gone. Just play that song. T…

Enter The Bride, dressed in her wedding gown, stunning and glowing with excitement. She stands alone for a few moments in the spotlight, and i…

  The glowing garden I walked in was full of the most impossible light, I could feel it shining through my cells into the centre of my body so that I…

The dust which has settled slowly, over months, tells me more of you than I really like to admit. You've not just been lost by me, but now you're lost…

So i took my quill and sellotaped it to the end of a holly branch... like you do... once in a while, when you succumb to the temptation. With this ins…