

ArthurArthurArthur
All I have
of you are
impressions blurred
by slashing rain which shreds your image
as it streaks vertically
down the smudged glass.
It doesn't clean it.
The tips of my fingers
brush the window and try to paint you - no -
press you onto my memory:
Your hard dark eyes and soft light hair and the way your undone
coat hangs nonchalant
from your shoulders and how your scarf
entwines the very stripes
of its being around
you like my thoughts.
I imagine i


Black ink on stark white paperBlack ink on stark white paper, you and I, Our lives entwined despite the age-old hate. Pin-pricks of stars upon a velvet sky -Black ink on stark white paper
That is the picture that we shall create
I love you like the moon doth love the sun, Who lovingly reflects his yonder rays. Despite the heat from such a harsh-made one Shell tell of love until his parting days.
We shall stand back to back lets f**k them all! -
To fight for love until the very end. Right versus wrong with us against the wall Two shards of glass that shall not break or bend.
Ill love


On the Kiss of Death...On The Kiss of Death and Falling For People.On the Kiss of Death...
The bus was crammed full of people, a giant rectangular tin of sardines. It smelt just as bad. It was awfully noisy too; little kids were wailing at the front of the top deck. Angela watched with distaste as her best friend crammed the remains of a chocolate bar into his mouth.
Do you have to do that? she asked, her nose wrinkling upwards towards her pale brow, Thats disgusting, that is!


Happy Valentine's Day by...Every year the same thing, I sit here alone, staring at that ring. February 14th- meant to be a happy day,Happy Valentine's Day by...
For me, it brings nothing but dismay.
3 years its been laying there,
Seeing if its going to be worn this year, Poor thing, its just been gathering dust, Im surprised its not began to rust.
I remember a time someone thought I was special, But they turned and stung me like a thorn and nettle. He left me here, all alone, Like an abandoned dog, waiting for its bone.
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Time flies like an arrow, but fruit flies like a banana.
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