Stop.
That’s close enough.
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
Stop.
That’s close enough.
‘No one knows…’
‘What a mess…’
Fuck
This
Shit
‘I hope you get all you want from life…
…sex, drugs and rock & roll etc’
‘Forgive me … I have lost too much’
Sitting on a wall with Judas dressed in cricket whites
I guess we'll never know
19.06.1997
The thing is
It was just so much easier
When I didn't care
'Can I get you anything?'
'A reason for living would be nice.'
I know you’re there…
How pathetic must you be,
to empty the contents of your head,
into a shoe box?
Love
The word is weak and meaningless
Damaged people are dangerous.
They know they can survive.