Month: March 2018

Darkened eyes, little lies.

i have seen it in the dead eyes of the doped singer goaded onto the stage to do on cue what once was natural. the circle of viciousness. unwillingness,prodded. needs the dope needs the big money for more dope. the crowds melt away, except those who cling to a lost legend who has long been […]

My favourite pastime

The watcher

look at him stare all you like but don’t touch the glass watch how he attaches that hose to his face then takes it off, cursing because he forgot to close the curtains you resist the urge to laugh and say smile you’re on candid camera he sleeps now for an hour, maybe two then […]