Curiosity is an incurable disease, and thank goodness for that.

My Mama warned me 'bout the bad things
I guess your Mama forgot to
And now I'm here alone
Because the bad things got to you

I don't want to hurt you
but my words cut like razors
all my feelings have burnt my insides
and I don't know what love is
so don't ask me to give you any

you're trying to save me,

I'm trying to save you

There are things that exist
inevitably
They come along with truth,
with a massive ball of emotions
One day you walk on your feet
under the blazing sun,
the next day, they hit you hard
death
growth
change
remembering
forgetting
commit­ting mistakes
falling in love
getting hurt

You are smitten

And how ironic it is
that the word hurt stays the same
in past, present and future tenses
You were hurt
You are hurt
You will be *hurt

i have found a patch
of quietude in my busy
day and spend it outdoors.

under a dovegrey, marshmallowed sky
and with the gossip of
two brown house sparrow
wifes.

i take my loafers off
and share the fragent warmth of the earth
with the colony of oiled, black skinks
and the shy, baby
blue tongue.

and i  sit on a log...
and breathe..
long and deep...
restrorative sighing.

then appearing  above us all, a kite or eagle, rides the wind in circles....perhaps...
the baby blue tongue,
is right to be shy...

in the distance
the kookaburra chuckles
and the lorikeets squabble
and people murmur and shout.

too soon,
my respite is over.
then it is shoes on,
and back to the computer screen and desk....

but at least i had a few moment's grace...

My heart was in an accident
My heart was in an accident when I met you.
It bleeds the love that I can offer you.
My heart is beating slowly now. Just one beat at a time.
The corner says I was the result of a broken heart.
Cause from an accident when I met you.
Now in heaven looking down on you.
Wonder why my heart didn't stop before I married you.

There are some people that just rattle your heart in its cage. Its the magnets

I was never yours,
Or so you said,

You always held me,
But at an arms length,

You took me to my favourite place,
But let me be nothing more than a stranger,

You were always there for me,
Physically yes, deaf ear and all,

You laughed at my jokes,
But counted down minutes for it to end,

A threat of abdoning,here and there
After all i was never yours right?

I understand, it was my fault,
Ofcourse it was,

I existed,
the perfect explaination of all.