Random #30

‘…And if all that there is

Is this fear of being used

I should go back to being lonely

And confused…’


Try as I may
as much as I would love to

I just cannot dance
to the beat of your drum

I'm always out of time


First Day Back

Dishwashers rattle
Kettles bubble
Doors bang
Toilets drip
Heaters blast
Floorboards creak
Keys jangle
Voices whisper
Switches flick
Mouths yawn
Arms stretch
Feet shuffle
Computers hum
Mouse wheels tick
Photocopiers whirr
Printers churn
Keyboards click
Phones trill
Mobiles buzz
Pens scratch
Papers rustle

My Heart Breaks