There's beauty in a morning
Lived thoroughly
A breath taken in-

Fuller than any
part of the day.
light and fluffy.
bounce into
life, uninhibited.
second winds


A good morning,
Sleepless

Papered words
Swallowed by a manic depressive
a bottomless binge eater

Indigestion regular
Normal ****

Broken bottle once
Filled to the brim

Pop is an escape
Easily digested

Substance at face value
Shallow

“Broken again?”
Says the creator
Humpty Dumpty’s tale
too relatable.

Curious is the cool cat
Who saw the suicide

Quiet is the mouse
Who ran away

Message in a bottle
lost at sea

Castaway

Toxic, sick
Infectious.
Feeling nothing but
Erections.
Butterflies in my heart.
fleeting

Highs to spark

Something in my heart.

Keep it coming as long
as it's in the dark.
Please hit me with the whip
and split my *** open.
Hoping that you'd find the
Sugary caramel insides.
Lick me clean

Heart beating
wings of a bee
High on honey
Dance freak  
Sugar squeak

Tip of the peak

Like a mermaid washed up on shore
Needing no breath
(you stole it from me)

not sure if shes okay.

Take a deep breath

Eye to eye
Medusa rose
-stunned

Effortless beauty.

Holding hands with children
Shiny red balloons
you fear to let go,
holding for dear life.
The future is here
kids grow nearer
to the world we shelter them from.
A bull running faster and faster
your heart can't take
another surprise.
Future is now , shiny-er
than ever. Optimism rains,
perfection is strived, tomorrow's
problems are solved and
today. Progress is
continuing.
Future's are secured

Death patiently files his nails
And smokes a casual cigarette
Grinning and eyeless
He says so calmly
"Catch you later
Brave little dreamer"

Despite such brittle certainty
Men and women build
Despite such small mortality
Every space is filled
In the midst of death's destruction
Men and women build again

Fear, like a cringing bowel
Exudes an acrid stench
And whimpers and whines
Simpers and cries
"Don't you dare
Don't you ever dare"

Despite this clinging dread
Some will need to dare
Despite the bursting head
Dreams insist on birth
In the midst of our stupidities
Something wondrous strives

                                    By Phil Roberts