23:28
The way of water
flows with seduction,
teasing trickles
slide down your body
and warm your senses,
sucking out tension
and lavishing
enticing cleanliness,
leaving you born anew
and able to
start again.
Fiction and poetry writing, recapturing the muse.
23:28
The way of water
flows with seduction,
teasing trickles
slide down your body
and warm your senses,
sucking out tension
and lavishing
enticing cleanliness,
leaving you born anew
and able to
start again.
23:27
Bob is coming back,
slowly reforming
through the clean clothes
waiting to be sorted.
It grows with each new addition,
garments forming its body,
breaking off into multiple piles
and taking over the house.
Soon Bob will cover all
until the drawers are bare,
the wardrobes empty
and washing machine obsolete.
No one can stop Bob,
we are too lazy.
23:26
No trick, no deceit,
just a genuine desire
to be close,
for a comforting embrace
and a moment
where only we exist
where we can draw strength
and face our separate
day’s struggles,
knowing you are waiting
at the end.
Please, just a small moment?
Please.
23:25
You daydream
about being brave,
telling people no
and standing your ground.
You are confidant
enough to seduce
and demand,
people admire
and idolise
what you represent,
giving them hope
they can be that
in control.
You daydream of
never doubting,
never wondering
if you’re good enough,
never feeling
less than wanted.
23:24
Be bold, be obvious
or people will conveniently
overlook what they
don’t want to deal with.
If you don’t use your voice
no one will care,
no one will know,
and you will fade
away into something
less than human.
23:23
Oh seeker of new skills
let me permit
one day of training…
But wait! A crisis!
To your normal tasks
you must go,
they cannot do it
without you
(for some reason)
and so your day
turns into a few hours.
But you have the new skill,
right? Because we
need you to do it
all alone
from now on.
23:22
Oh Night Nurse of relief,
whose addictive properties I must seek
to fall into a peaceful sleep
and back to health slowly creep.
23:21
Objects without eyes,
sense, sound,
how do you whisper
in my mind
and influence
my future?
Why do I listen
to the voiceless
instead of trusting
vibrations that hum
against my skin
and tingle through
my spine,
thrilling and frightening
me enough
that I turn away
and chase
what no one can
ever prove
or believe.
23:20
Hoover away the
signs of progress,
because it is messy,
and it’s better
to erase it then
gaze at what
could be.
23:19
Ad interrupted,
pay extra for peace of mind
or have loud reminders
that you are cheap, poor,
and don’t deserve
the privilege of calm,
the steady stream of
mindless audio to
unwind to before
beginning another day.