Psychedelia Smith,
Domestic Dominatrix,
Kukri
Haiku
Words Like Gossamer
Words like gossamer
Spun like silk can still strangle
Caught in our own webs
Zen at the Bus Stop
Zen at the bus stop
The sun moves across the sky
Late enlightenment
Pending Departure
Pending departure
Only passengers should board
Migration of souls
I Had a Nightmare
I had a nightmare
That when I woke you were gone
I’m too scared to wake
Hundreds of Bodies
Hundreds of bodies
High speed collision victims
Washing the windscreen
Heavily Laden
Heavily laden
My sense of distance stretches
Just like my poor arms
Happiness Within
Happiness within
Cauterised emotions feel
Almost natural
Ghostly Inferno
Ghostly inferno
My world in flames of passion
Why can’t you feel it?
First Thing
First thing, shops are shut
As the world slowly awakes
Life signs closed and open
Communication
Communication
Borne on misunderstanding
Beautiful mistakes
A Lady Smoking
A lady smoking
Leaves me breathless, awaiting
My next passive fix
A Bird in the Hand
A bird in the hand
Is worth everything but
What price is freedom?
Bedtime
Sleeping bag and gown
Vest, pyjamas, socks and gloves
Mummified for bed