Rubber ball

I should probably go out But I don’t feel there’s anywhere to go That I belong And I did this once or twice before Then I had people knocking at the door All I’d give is to be alone But at the same time to be at the other end of your phone Just so … Continue reading Rubber ball


Your body, real, Solid. Your shadow seen, Grey, Dark around the sketching. Your body, real, A solid, Oxygen, atoms. Your body real, Legs, move, walk, Feet, drop, stomp, I lift your arms, Up Then Down They don't flop, because you look at me strangely and tense them. Your body real, Blood, A liquid, Bones a … Continue reading Vanish