“What I want is to be needed. What I need is to be indispensable to somebody. Who I need is somebody that will eat up all my free time, my ego, my attention. Somebody addicted to me. A mutual addiction.” - Chuck Palahniuk

Hard Rain

The words came like a hard rain. And your smile changed like a hurricane. And your breath smells like cardamom. And the words came just like a hard rain.

I recall you said you missed me. I was afraid I acted desperately. I recall you said it for hours. Then again it doesn't matter.

I never tried, I never dared, I wish I'd said something. But I've been standing outside your door, at least that's something.

And your breath smells like cardamom. And the words came just like a hard rain.

I try to tell myself at night when the dusty old pictures are all out of sight that I think I will be alright. Just don't come closer morning light

When there's something that you want

But you have no inkling in the world

That will lead you to find it

The natural instinct is to be selfish

And think that your pain in lack of direction

Is singularly yours.

But thinking you are not the only one

Is also a form of tonic -

That too holds a barb

For those that cannot be seen

But that you know are there

Splash

You know it comes from the middle of nowhere and hammers you right through the heart.

Because there's something you can't quite get over, and it drowns you
As effectively as a leaden weight.

And you realise, hook, line and sinker, that you're caught
And that there's a grim demise for you at the end.

Folly In The Foliage

I had to beat through this:

To get to this!

Concrete Jungle

Just a few visitors hanging around.