The Dancing In Another's Eyes

A person alone (you, me, the guy down the road who owns the corner shop) we’re clever. But put them together? You get stupidity in its purest form: The desire to impress.

Another Meaning Of The Sky

“The stars are beautiful tonight” I once remarked to you
“They’re just old light you know”
I looked at you, quizzical.
“They’ve nearly all burned out by now. It’s just taken this long for the light to get to us.” You explained
“Beautiful, none the less”
“Yes, but it is the beauty of seeing an old, frail man get up and dance again, not the beauty of a child walking for the first time”

The Uglyness Of Truth

She lies between his teeth,
and yet still I kissed his lips.

The Impermanence Of Company

What you were, I have become a shadow of. And like a shadow I will follow you, until you enter the dark.

The Wearing Of Hearts On Sleeves

Above all else, make sure you love with all your heart, cry as if the pain will never end, laugh like a child, smile like you’ve never known sadness. Above all else, feel.

The Martyr's Child

I went willingly into the fire, but I never meant for you to follow.

The Chance Long Gone

The bitterest tears cried over graves are for words left unsaid and deeds left undone

The Lack Of Voice

These are the rules at home:
Make your bed in the morning. Brush your teeth twice a day. Don’t pull the dog’s ears. Finish your vegetables, even if they’re not as good as spaghetti.

These are the rules at school:
Don’t climb up the outside of the slide. Don’t walk in front of the swings. Raise your hand if you have something to say. Everybody gets to play the game, if they want to. Put an apron on if you’re going to paint.

I know other rules too:
Buckle your seat belt.
Never speak to a stranger.
Don’t tell, or you’ll burn in hell.

I Heard The Blues (And I sang along)

If you've arrived at happiness, you’ve taken a wrong turn. Go back out, and ask for directions.
Maybe one day you will realise, it is not a destination, but a journey.

The Nameless Mass Of People

The world is changing, and you must change with it. Just don’t lose yourself along the way.

School Boy Dies, World Indifferent

He had no one. If he died tomorrow no one would care, not for years. Until they looked back, and used his story as their bible.

The Omission

“Just forget I even said anything”
I nod and, stupid me, I did.

Become What You Love

Do you remember when we were pirates, aboard a giant ship? Do you remember when we were bats, in a tiny cave? Do you remember the night we were ghosts, haunting a castle? Or the day we were butterfly, freshly hatched and so full of life?
Do you remember that it was just a game? That we always had to be ourselves in the end?
Do you remember when reality, began to outstrip our fantasies?

The Things Satan Did

Penguins have a raw deal. Imagine having wings when you know you’ll never fly.

For Here I Have Found Myself A Home

I gave you my heart, and you threw it back at me, along with a pen and the instruction to write. It was the greatest gift I ever received.

One Less Reason To Break

You had a bizarre connection with the world. Like the streets loved you for bringing peace, and the cities whispered your name for strength in troubled times. The forests adored you and the sun lit your way.
But maybe you weren’t special, in that respect.
Maybe we all have that connection with the world; it just takes someone like you, to make us see it.

He Will Save Us All

We are coming.
We are coming for you.
We are coming for your children.
(but we will not touch them)
We will riot on your streets
(but no one will be hurt)
We will pillage your towns
(and leave it as it was, unchanged)
We will push aside your defensive soldiers.
(but leave them unscathed)
We will run after you, on your cowardly flight
(But we will let you go)

And we will burn. Oh, how we will burn. We will light a fire so hot, the seas will boil and the sky itself will recoil, as if scalded. We will light a fire so bright, it will outshine the sun and everyone will look away, blinded by the anger and the pain and the beauty.
And from the Fire will come a Child.
And we will name it Hope.

The Two-Way Street

There’s no poetry between us, said the paper to the pen.

The Accidental Friend

There is a man I have seen every day on the bus for the last 4 years. I sit across from him, by the window, everyday. I have long since memorised the patterns on his ties, the exact brown of his eyes. I know how many freckles he has on his left ear and that he cuts his hair every 4 months. I know he takes his coffee black and that he has a Nokia mobile. I know (Through unintended eavesdropping) that he has 3 children and an ex wife. I know he laughs like a carefree child and he smiles at me as I board the bus and sit in the exact same spot, every day, opposite him.
But I don’t know his name.
He has long since known, by my uniform, what school I attend. He knows I listen to music every day and that I own a Samsung mobile. And, if asked, he could recall the hazel of my eyes. He knows my brother boards the same bus each day and that I smile at him as he sits in the exact same spot, everyday, opposite me.
Why have I never asked his name?

The Inevitable Fade Of Time

Your eyes lit up like a child’s when you were interested, but with dark circles from nightmares.
Your mouth, set in a straight line across your face, had faint lines; the ghost of a smile long gone.
Your shoulders were hunched and hidden from the world, but they remained padded with stringy muscle; a memory of a time when you once stood strong against the currents.

How It Came To Pass That I Had A Plan

You are enough.

Footsteps In The Ash

You went where angels feared to tread and now they follow you knowingly, wishing they had been the first.

The Synchronized Society

Conform to our world if you will, but prepare to feel guilty about it. If guilt is in this season.

The Reply To My History Teacher

Sir, if to run a country is to order suffering and death, I hope no one ever tells me I would make a good politician.

Sympathy For Weather

And the children sang "rain rain go away, come again another day..."

The Undecided

If the grass seems greener on both sides, the worst thing you can do, is to sit on the fence.

Stand Again

Every time you fail, get back up, brush yourself off and tell yourself never again, not in a million years...
Probably.
Because it’s the probablys, that give us something to prove.

The Exchange

Leave a piece of yourself in the world wherever you pass through. And take a piece of everything, that passes through you.

The Air Is In The Sky

The door is open. The bars are weak. The guard is sleeping. And still you cling to the walls of your prison, claiming to be trapped.