Dying

To feel my gut pull
Towards
Your elusive presence.
I am dying darling..
I am dying...
To see you one more time,
To see you - again and again.

Heavy Hearts

Heavy minds and hearts
Have plans to make you give into poetry
In ways you may never know
To the now, before and after
In the form of esoteric songs, Mashed potatoes and scrambled eggs..

Search

Search.
Search.
Gold mines
To rust..
This medley of
Search.

Confuse

These games of right and wrong
Winning and the losing
Accompanied by this magical karmic
Music of your deeds and theirs..
ever.
so.
confusing.
Innit?

The moon

The moon that rises every night
Rises in my heart too
He sings lullabies and tells me tales
To divert my mind
Away from you...

Never give up.

This trouble
This mind numbing bubble
These numerous corrections and
Muddle..
Gives way to that one search
Gives way to that one search
I can never give up.