A profoundness of profundityis messing with my lifeAn intenseness of intensityis causing me such strife Non- viable viabilitiesare clouding my decisionsTo chart a course and plan my wayrequires much precision My indecision is divisivemy compass doesn’t workI’m secure in insecuritylost…
I’m a retired baby boomerWho’s looking for a lifeI never seem to get aheadMy life is full of strife The wife she went and left meMy son has moved back inMy investments fell right through the floorI’ve put retirement in…
If you want the truthDon’t ask meBecause I will give it to youIf you’re worried about somethingDon’t ask meBecause I will give you a solutionIf you want to talkI will listenBUTDon’t ask me what I thinkBecause my truth is rawYou’re…
I’ve got a gender identityI’m not quite sure what it isAm I meant to be a misterOr maybe I’m a miss It really is confusingFor all my friends and meEspecially when decidingWhere I’m going to have a pee I’m going…
A feature of unresolved trauma is an intolerance of a certain innocence that seems to arise in non-traumatised others. This intolerance can be unbearable and lead to aggressive and hurtful reactions to those that are perceived as ‘delightfully unaware’ of…
I asked chat GPT… …to complete a very abstract poem I wrote called ‘Disappearance’. I thought I’d share it’s response. Artificial Intelligence is going to have a huge impact on nearly every aspect of life. Perhaps the most disconcerting aspect…
I had a cheerful ChristmasWhen I’d just turned threeI looked at all the presentsAs they lay beneath the treeThe candles that were on itWere lit and all aflameWell, I got so beside myselfI’ll have to take the blameIn my great…
The Scots they went and banned ChristmasUp until nineteen fifty- eightIt seemed such a brilliant idea to meIt’s a holiday I fucking hate. The Kirk had decided, in wisdomPeople shouldn’t enjoy life too muchNot now. Not with Christ in his…
I visited the high street today; I’ve lately been out of touch.Must be six months I was last here. I don’t get out much.It was strangely quiet, had I missed something?A bank holiday; another pandemic; was a storm coming?An ill…
These days, I get the sweet smell of success, by just waking up!Hooray, I made it through.Yesterday, I finished my bookThe smell of success, right on cue. Again today in the shower I climbed, over the bath bubbled lined,That amazing…