Random #30

‘…And if all that there is

Is this fear of being used

I should go back to being lonely

And confused…’

Dear Stevie

If we
could
meet

We’d
drink
a brew

And
maybe
share

A
laugh
or two

Yet we
would
know

At the
end of
the day

What
connects
us both

Is
life’s
decay

Campfire Tales

I ask
them
over
and
over
again

What
did
I do to
deserve
this
pain

As I
look
up to
the
starry
sky

The
knife
you
plunged
makes
me cry

A Modern Day Soliloquy

To text,

Or not to text:

That is the question:

Whether ’tis best just to disappear or perhaps

Continue this same conversation with you,

On a face to face and in person basis,

And by doing so end us.

G42

Was it really

The best of times?

Or was it just

The worst?

I’ve got nae idea, pal

Ma heid’s fuckin’ burst

Madison County

With one
hand
pressed
against
the door

I try
to work
out who
I love
more

And in
that split
second
I decide
to stay

I throw
my one
chance at
happiness
away