I jut out from the long black seama shiny thing, unlike any other in the shaft.Just a speck of brightness,a stark contrastin the endless darkness.I know I'm different.Always have been.The black seam dominates everything down herewith its drab, dour,...

Have you ever observed yourself,What you do in a room when you are alone?Well you do something;Something to pass your time;Something your brain tells you to do;And then why do you do exactly that?Why does your brain tells you...

...and then she died during a fierce heatwave    Flat lined, tomb side  ‘Toss my ashes to the northern lights  to drift among birches and be buried by snow’    Arrested for Drink Dreaming    Poured myself into vodka puddles  hoping for tender poetry rain,  but words were mere reflection  in dripping water on gravestones    Talking to...