I saw you leave the bar last night With some nameless, faceless girl. All at once you were a lost little boy, And a man of the world. Your lonely nights of conquest Can never make you whole. You squander your body, You need someone to touch your soul. I watch you in your helpless … Continue reading Touch Your Soul
Zoe-dog chilling on lockdown.
Working from home, on the clock. Under strict supervision.
I am too much For you You are not enough For me.
There’s a deep stillness In me My own wine Dark sea A calm storm My Odyssey.
Of the 366 in 2020. A leap year. Looking back, over the views which bridged the reflective new year holiday in Cornwall, before looking forward to what is yet to come. Returning to Essex, meant returning to work - two different employers, two different jobs, on three different sites in two different towns. I was met by new … Continue reading The First Ten Days.