The Socks
This evening I was getting dressed to go out for a drink. It is colder this evening so I went looking for some black socks to go with my boots and black pants. There, pushed to the back of my drawer were the socks that Mr Katie bought me during my pirate craze. They are… Read More
The Perfect [Cyber] Man
In the barren wasteland of cyber love carefully constructed words are artfully crafted through the journey of a multitude of encounters, and yet I still hope for that unexpected, overlooked treasure. My romantic heart is weary and parched from the promise of different which turns out to be the same after all. There is a… Read More
Chaos
The pain that I cause exhausts me There is no relief in the light The darkness beckons with its lure of a different kind of pain Red Raw Jagged around the edges Blackened blood congealed around wounds Self inflicted harm Bingeing on food now seems inadequate The siren song of oblivion is sung by different… Read More