Paradise

utopia came easily in the end to an undeserving audience of no great odyssey in an absence of herculean might a paradise washed out, becomes four horses wander amidst a cacophony of sin black, white, red and pale all-consuming, never-ceasing unrelenting, gently easing into paradise oh how well they do belong alongside those values of

A Bird Saw a Man Beneath a Bridge

a bird saw a man beneath a bridge ‘penny for your thoughts’ asked the bird ‘a pound for ten’ replied the bard ‘what a good deal’ ‘depends on the thoughts’ ‘what else are you selling?’, came the retort ‘my mind is for sale, and all it contains, my body too, grown weary with pains’ ‘i’ll

A Most Delightful Prison

Ever-lost and trapped within messy walls, this pink hardware reserved only for fools. To stay and remain in this cell so enduring, would but destroy any new forming. Though dazzled by laughter and colours all bright, the rush of recall is no true home, right? This prison of thoughts is nought but a shell, lacking

Kingdom of Scraps

We threw away a kingdom, fashioning chains instead, and gave it all to him who feeds off our scraps, and sits with watchful eyes in judgement. His crown is freedom, his kingdom was ours.

Dragons

Revel in your gold. For are we not now the dragons, and the knights all long-since dead? and so, who shall slay us, the unworthy?

Apples

In a garden there was a tree. On the tree there was an apple. In the apple there was a worm. In the worm was some apple. He smiled, because the worm in the apple on the tree in the garden, likes apples.

A Review of the Human Experience

Life masks as serene and presents as pristine, despite it being so clearly obscene and though it’s essence does beam through a dirt-covered sheen, we hopefully lean towards figuring what it could mean, but what purpose can we possibly glean from something so temptingly mean, why are we so persistently keen, for an endless show