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Saturday 4th January 2025 12:16 pm
To The Grave
Too old to die young
no valiant and brave feat withstanding more years
forever 30 doesn't hit the same
don't bother marking my grave
save your money and time for someone more brave..
Saturday 4th January 2025 12:09 pm
Barbara
with the last lines borrowed from Kaveh Akbar
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Tension begins here:
My bleed/my break
the line one curves over slopes
the crevice cascading two-pulicitous over an edge
the stream of over-consciousness squelched in bliss
Return with me now,
wind humming honey
a touch filled with ache
when silence lingers in our throats
You sit with me now
distance a year ...
Sunday 27th November 2022 4:31 pm
A Poppy In Winter
A Poppy In Winter
November mists come down in shrouds of grey
and folk remember, with their poppies red,
the loss of sixteen million war dead
and how the guns fell silent on this day.
So who are you to deem to have a say
on whether I should honour those who bled
by crimson colours? – or perhaps, instead,
in remembrance there is another way.
For I would guess that mo...
Tuesday 6th November 2018 3:16 pm
Dog Loose
Got fired from my call centre job for failing the exam. Took it while doing the night shift. First I've ever done graveyard. Can't say I like it. In fact, I bloody hate night work. Unless it's in a goth club, drinking beer or grinding.
Gonna get a new job. Jimmy Boom Semtex needs beer and tattoo cash. Give him a job and let him learn. Short term memory aside, he'll do his best. Make you la...
Monday 19th February 2018 10:43 pm
Celebrate: Anne Marie Hurst
It was back in 09 and I was on the computer.
I had Ghost Dance on the decks, full volume.
I looked on Facebook to see her fan sites.
It was a wonderful shock!
Anne Marie Hurst was doing a gig!
I had the chance to see one of my musical heroines live!
And hear her Ghost Dance and Skeletal Family songs.
Imagine that, 80s Goth live.
I got a ticket...
Thursday 16th January 2014 4:12 pm
PATH
PATH
There was one who taught me all, as she taught the witch
at the other side of the estate. We are meant to be the best,
no one touching us on our path.
Me and you, together we had it all,
I met you in the Crystal Chamber. You became my wife,
me the goth, you the witch, fairy tale story.
I became your student and learned all I could,
we toured Euro...
Tuesday 1st November 2011 11:37 pm
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