twinkle

twinkle twinkle pretty eyes
stop whining crying every night
you don’t deserve his useless lies
you should see he’s not right

twinkle twinkle pretty eyes
i wish to see you finally smile
twinkle twinkle beautiful eyes
oh how i wish you are mine

the ocean waves crash in and out
          in and out
                              in
                      and
              out
on a loop
            loop
               loop
                  loop
repeat after repeat repeat repeat
         again and again and again and again
a force pushes them
            a force pulls them
                                     push                  pull
                                          push          pull
                                             push     pull
                                                pushpull
like clockwork
like a magnet
-you & i

A feeling not unlike depression
washes through me as I wait on
the platform
the five forty seven is yet again delayed
and now I am too.

There's a wind blowing in from Harwich and it cuts to the marrow
of my bones.

Why not a penalty fare when the train is not there
on time?

I question
I question
a succession of questions
a procession of questions
I fixate on the questions
while I wait for the train.

And then it arrived
they all cheered
I tried
but couldn't.

It's programming
designed to put you down
and slam you in

This country is as wasted
as the people I see who
travel in this carriage with me

they're all asleep and can't see me screaming.

They haven't gone yet,
they're still sitting there.
They're ready for someone
to lend them both ears.

They don't need solutions,
or ill-formed direction.
They just want a chance
for human connection.

So ask them a question,
let them be known
by a simple soft voice
on the end of a phone.

Give them your time,
listen with length,
affirm them by hearing
in silence with depth.

Give them permission
to break the taboo,
to voice the unspoken
to someone like you.

Her hair falls in magnificent curls, framing her face with natural light.
The sun glistens on her cheek, reminiscent of a sunsets reflection on a river.
Her eyes sparkle with a playful disobedience,
Like a bold child she craves my reaction.
Her body forms an hour glass, like the sands of time she slowly takes my breath away.
As an angel calling to me from heaven, she takes me to bed.
We lay there in still embrace, reality melting as she strokes my head.
I love this girl with all my heart, to her I owe eternity.