As the night comes
and the light goes
when you feel slow
and
it takes you more time
to know what you know

when you breathe in
and it feels cold
all you ever want to do
is to hold
and to hold on
but the light has gone

and you're all on your own

does it feel like

can it ever
be the place that
you'd want to call a
home from a home

and the night's here
and you can't see  
and you don't feel
but there's no fear

there is nothing at all.

So
if you want to remember things and other things and stuff
get a memory stick and ask your Doctor where you should stick it.

Someone
offered me an olive branch
not a friggin' olive on it.

A chance encounter with a random number generator,
a bit brief thought, Trevor Howard, and felt sure it wasn't
in the script.

Yesterday
the heat was sweltering
but
I was ******' sparkling.

The giant roared
'Fe Fi Fo Fum
I smell the blood
of an Englishman'

I smell petrichor
and go merrily on my way.

my lips are dry and cracked
woke up
my body wracked with pain
and doubt,

it could be worse
I could be wrecked

it was and is a normal start
I hear the beating of my heart
I am alive
even more so
with a cup of Joe.

It's Tuesday
said Joe Friday,

wish I was at
77 Sunset Strip
but no one remembers
that place.

Last night
so hot
slept on top
of the duvet,

She says
ha
you were underneath
snuggled up like a bunny
all night,

funny how I don't remember it
that way,
but of course
She might be right.

I can feel her
in my head
what we talked of
the things She said

I can feel her in my head.