#434

i should have told you.

the betrayal cuts me deep

as i remember.

#433

that tranquil moment

when it all comes together.

the space that opens.

#9

i need to defeat 

myself every single day,

especially on

interview days like this one -

have to wrestle back control.

#432

they work together,

never seen at the same time.

brother thieves at work.

#431

close to joy, delight

by the vast beautiful sea.

the meanings of names.

#430

underneath the top

layer is every past me

fighting for control

#429

like a season’s change,

it came more gradually.

the apocalypse.

#428

concrete entombed trees

buildings block their light ration

reach up to find sky

#427

the silence I made

didn’t know you would live on

when the music played

#426

fireworks mark midnight

our breath mingles as mist

and mirrors our souls

#425

cemetery wind

cuts right on through to the bones

of living and dead

#8

the secret is said: 

never mention the black stripe,

it confuses things:

they cannot see the unseen,

or two sides at the same time.

#424

grass pokes through the cracks

green against grey like a light

spring sprung in london

#423

the guy in the red trousers is a psychopath no returns too scared

#422

his worlds divided

'tween good and naughty persons.

wherever he plays.

#421

even sometimes when

just walking around the house

he still holds my hand

#420

wandering around

looking for those who need help

roving in circles

#419

so nice at the start,

a stark change in his last scene.

old man's deception.