He balled up his fist and started to shout Something about a standing order. She pressed the button and kicked him out. The vice-chair readied himself for the verbal bout His red eyes swivelled toward her He balled up his fist and started to shout. He spat and he swore that “she ain’t got the…
Tag: #Villanelle
Sep07
I think I’ll end this life the way it began, Screaming, starving, in total shock, Naked and desperate for love of a woman. I still have no clear clues or master plan, Always fighting against my ticking biological clock, I think I’ll end this life the way it began. Looking on, like a shell-shocked jilted…
Jul21
Suicide Love Letter. Will you please send a delicately written out love letter to the end? Can you also recommend which words I should cut out? Will you please send metaphors and images penned so I can stand and shout your love letter to the end? I’ll explain what I intend while you huff and…
Jul16
I was yours to be seen, yet I put out my eyes. Blind and unclean smoke ghosts drift across widescreen flickering scenes I despise. I was yours to be seen on the high street between mannequins and the beggar’s sunrise. Blind and unclean on moonshine runs, as amphetamine blurred visions catalyse. I was yours to…
Apr08
Lock Down Blues His letter read: “You all must stay at home” So I park myself upon my porcelain throne Deep within my cosy bio-dome. Black on white. The words are monochrome. The sentiment is flat, a monotone: His letter read: “You all must stay at home.” I barricade myself with honeycomb And spread the…