I shouldn't have let you go, that night, to that party. That was where it all started to unravel. 'She kissed me'.
Or did you kiss her? Did you let her, encourage her?
I used to be a part of our we but now it is I who am scathing,
I who am alone.
I can't stop thinking of all the ifs and buts, if she hadn't been so drunk,
If I hadn't gotten into a funk,
If we were still together
Would we be
                         Happier?
                                           Even just happy?

It'snot for me to say
Time just keeps on going and the days pass me by and you are with
someone new now.

There is no time to stop and stare
It was not me, I was not there
I ran away, I caught the wind
I never let the truth rescind

In morning news I buffer
In evening nap I stutter
In transcendental modes
I mutter.

This is a human isobar
They do not touch
The pointsof equivalence
Connect linearly

Lovers leap
The rest of us
Try to catch a glimpse
Of their compass.

Streaming listlessy
Irrational rain
Less or more pain
I don't know

The spring in my face
The time to chase
The passages on my cheeks
Seems a waste.

yes back in action,
but too much work,
                     as last week I
have worked only few days
                                 and
tomorrow is going to be
                       long day as going to see      
                             my client based in
             Fareham, it is 4hrs one way travel
so overall 8hrs travel and 3 meeting, so really eleven hours work with only 3hrs paid LOL

Bony body writhing stomach
Bubbling, boiling.
Mind inside it hiding,
Rupturing, recoiling.

Come out to dance at midnight
The moon is full
Of sorrow.

'because the word of God is asomething alive and active,
Because we need to pray today'
She spoke like she'd swallowed laxative,
'allow us here show you the way',
I shrugged and let my gaze wander
She followed it around the room,
'do not let thine thoughts meander'
It just all started far too soon.

Oppositely drectioned forces
Make a whirling pool
They drag in and out the particles
From the vacuum

The array of choices
Lies unread locked away
It requires interest
Entropy waylays

The diagrams are skewed
In a wind inward
That is captured
In line of word

The pull is downwards
Arbitrary assignations
Make that so;
Graphite legitimations

sent ints **=null(0)
y=a+b
t.2:t.3
cache.pull(float[5])
cache.put(list.file­)
list.file(new)

end(0)

Dark and light come dreams
Weaving fantasies
Interlacing themes
How I love my dreams

Dark and light come dreams
Tightening the seams
Cream of the creams
How I love my dreams

Dark and light are dreams
Reality it seems
Lies in low esteems
How I love my dreams

include
#set floats a,b,,c,d=0;

main(
operate.a ^2 - rand(1:9);
hop.4 max(float)
return(0)
)

In speaking, I, you respond with one word
                      Good.

I smile.


We, to each another, chat,
Chitting.

You a quiet man make
I, a quiet other

Together
                    Intimacy

They lie with corners touching
Boxes
We live in those

To communicate we hope our corners
Touch

include
#include
#include

main(
for x=0:9 (
set muse(x)=x;
)
for x=0:9 (
set muse(x)=muse(x)-x;
)
for x=0:9(
destroy.muse
fprintf[muse.val]
)
fprintf[sum( [x] );
)
return()

War is an outbreak
It is a pestilence
We don't know the cure,
For her:the world.

I see the news and it makes me
Wretch.

When I came in that night I found
Only rembantsHed strewn around
He'd fled and left me behind
On pretence: "needed to unwind"

if there were better things to do would there be any poems?

The bug to the moth said sit right down
The door to the cloth said shine my brown
The man to the mouse said watch my frown
The ghost to the egg said 'eiderdown'.

Set int k,l,m
%prnt=39

I dreamt we were together
Like we almost were
We spoke of love
A dream I still remember
More or less the same
Most nights
Since we almost were
Four years ago
Do you think of me?

My four orbiting stars
You are my everything
When times are hard you
Shine on

When times are dark you
Raise the curtain

When I am alone
You speak to me
My family
My everything

We are flowers
Holding onto the wind
We sway

The earth is turning
Our feet
From under us

Turning our feet into
Grapes

The dance is the movement,
Gradual progression
between fixed points:
perfect plie
Balancing on pointe, arms raised.
These alone are boring.
It's the motion
The conflict between human energy and gravity
Defying nature with spins and splits in midair.
Life is not a fixed point that we reach.
Enjoy the beauty of defying nature
Through unending change.

...the proeltariats revolted?
   ...the Sun exploded
       ...the government gave out free money
          ...everyone became honest
             ...you chose me.

RED splodge on YELLOW splodge makes ORANGE splodge.

Trembling sideways
The flower in the breeze
No fear of uprooting

Streaking
                          By
Naked as the sun.

The electron buzzed about the nucleus.
Wasn’t that what humans called a family unit?

The proton of course is bigger, and not really just one thing. The neutron accompanies the proton everywhere it goes. Electrons are much freer, in theory. They can zip away along a metallic wire given half the chance. But until they get that chance they’re bound at a distance.

She rarely saw the other electrons, life was mostly her in empty space alone with her thoughts.

The tide of turning stones has fallen gallicly from the sky
Strings bind us and heaven
Has gone slack

The inner mind in turmoil
Says one man leaves one cometh back
IS MY PERCEPTION
only in my brain?

'I like you' she said to him
He replied 'You're the best'
'But are you cheating?' she asked of him
He replied 'Not yet'.
'It could never work' she said to him
He replied 'O.K.'
'Do you even care?!' she asked of him,
He replied 'Well I didn't mean....I meant nothing'
She said ' I understand'.

I am sitting here
Should I be honest
Or brave
Or foolish
I choose wise

I wait.

She wanted to leave but she loved him
He just wanted their life as it was now, to continue
She wanted to experience the world and had never expected
Anyone to tunnel into her heart
She didn’t like it

A feminist would say choose career over men
Choose life over servitude
Love is a prison

And she knew they were right.
Because if she stayed she would resent him
And eventually then leave without him
Unless the unthinkable happened
And he got her pregnant

That would be worse than anything
She would be societally bound to be “happy” then
Its illegal to not want a child once it graduates to a fetus

She had seen it happen before
The late night confessionary posts on social media
“I want everyone to know that being a mother
And a working mother
Is STRESSFUL. My hair is falling out.
But its uh… worth it?”
That was how those posts went.

So she left. And she was too afraid to look back
But hoped that he was following.

Losing a sense of my own weight
Finding only your weight
And how it is greater than my own

Noticing how the earth
Pulls me
Downwards

You appear in my dreams
My mind is no refuge
There are scars on the walls

Time passes in bursts
Only regulated by thoughts
Of you.

A bucket in an empty field
Though a verdant field
Feels nothing
It steals the drops
Of rain
From deserving soil

Think not of perfection
Imperfection holds a greater universe

Fear not that you will not do
Live for little doings in your slice of time

Search not always for a dream
Always dream and delight in the thought

Beauty, idolised, is always just out of reach
A delicate beauty permeates the seams of this grey world

Even a full life can bring, and hide, unhappiness
If it is brimming meaninglessly

The world may tell us how to live
But our hearts dictate how to love

You are all I see
Yet your voice, is like a bullet
You fill up my days
Yet I despise that fact

I cannot leave
Or even move slightly apart
I am caught in the web
That I don't know if you know you wove.