Thank you very much for meeting me in the city yesterday. Your face is so beautiful I want to wake up next to it – kiss gently on the forehead and rise and make you breakfast while you slumber longer…we talked about fantasies..mine are no longer physical (ok I could think of some if you really wanted!) I want to be with you, baby.
I Feel I feel rejected I must be obsessed Must be you I want the best I feel heartbroken I must be annoyed Must be you I’m feeling paranoid I feel in my head I must be true In my arms I feel you
You’ll be in the mountains by now I guess. I wish you’d ring me – I want to talk with you for hours into the night, watch the moon rise and fall and do all the things that lovers do! Don’t want to go home tonight – I don’t like it there. I just found out I can’t go out tomorrow cos she doesn’t want me to – she thinks St Peters is a rough area (which it may be but who cares). Of course, I could say fuck it and go anyway and I know sooner or later it will come to that and one day I will go and I won’t come back. Jeez, I’m pissed off (maybe unfairly – but I can’t help the way I feel). Anyway, I’m thinking of you as always and wishing we were together (and wanting it more each day and the more I think about it the more it seems possible to me). Did you like the last poem?
Sweety. I’m gone. Lost. Don’t know what to say. I feel something really special between us – bigger than me. Lost in your love last night, never mind the s-word – the whole feeling of being with you.
Happen At last it finally happened It was too good to be true I’ll never forget that moment When I whispered ‘I love you’ And I had to stand back To see the look on your face And I was so relieved That it wasn’t out of place
Well, interesting to read that one back. Not sure I had fallen in love at this stage or was just getting ideas off TV! It sure was hard to say goodbye to you this afternoon at Town Hall. I’m glad we have so much fun together even if sometimes we don’t have anything to say or just crap on about nothing. Everything feels so comfortable with you – like you say comfortable silences. Of course, we have a lot of deep stuff to talk about too and I know what you mean when you say you want to tell everything – that’s how I feel too. I am completely open to you – will tell you anything, everything etc etc blah blah. Crapping on now. My heart is with you – enjoy yr weekend in the mountains – I’m wishing I was there sweetheart.
I realised today just how precious you are I knew it before, but today I felt it so deeply It touched me in a space I never knew existed Thank you for bringing this out of me A poem is born
On the back of the city they ride The demons attack from each side Despair weaves its path Through the warmest of hearts Eating away at your very soul Cold wings flutter about your face
Can you feel it?
Greed winds its way in Through the thickest of skin Til everyone is touched And the big sell is a rollercoaster ride Straight to hell
We’re all part of it
Death lurks each street Searching for souls to eat With a big wide grin across its ugly face Along with despair To lay good men bare
Have you had a taste?
Disease runs riot When people lie quiet Its foul stench forcing you to wretch
Can you taste it?
Madness takes a grip Follows your every trip Through the torture and torment of lies The cries are of woe As we watch people flow Down and down into demise
I wanted this to be the real thing I wanted it to finally be the real discipline The discipline That I had been so well preparing myself for
I needed something to be real I saw all things I saw all people around me Falling apart Caving in
I needed the discipline I asked myself how long I was going to live this lie How long was I going to let myself down And blame someone else
Finally, I kicked through the wall It was like a junky Busting through the scar tissue That keeps him from hitting It was like slashing through the womb With your teeth
Lies make me weak It’s the lies that are killing me The lack of discipline I was killing myself and I didn’t even see it I couldn’t even feel it The dead painless days are over
10th Aug 2024 – I’m guessing that I had been reading a lot of Henry Rollins around this time and was struggling a little bit.
