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On my knees, I lay fallen at your feet

A single feather; stem broken, loosing its feathers one by one to the breeze  

The slightest shift in the direction of the wind,

Will see me wiped out

My existence is dependent on the grace of your kindness; the shelter to be found within it, should you chose to extend it

A choice that will stand you out to be a god among men, 

Without the deserving wide praise or fame by all;

Save for the gratitude of a single humble soul, 

That is me

In this age of being seen to be everything and nothing,

Will that suffice?

Once Were Savages

Once upon a time, we were all savages 

We will be again, if we let us be

Imagine the reality of the horror of that carnage for a moment,

Of killing and being killed, maimed, and leading the life that you lead now like that 

If you still think that is anything close to alright,

It is either your failure of imagination to grasp the true reality,

Or, this world is no longer a place I want to  continue living in.

RuIned by you

I know i’ve pitched my tent where others fear to tread

‘Fearless and refreshing,’

You called it when you were trying to get with me

I don’t say what I don’t mean

Nor, regret most things I’ve done

Especially, you

I know that’s not you 

And being in my reality was harder on you than me

‘Brave,’ you called me

Evidently, I am much more than you

I suppose we’ll both find out if what we had stands up to the rest 

Knowing you better than you know yourself right now

I know the rest will not compare to us

When you realise this for yourself,

I hope you can take it

For I don’t think I can… but I’ll have more time to sedate myself to this truth than you

And i shudder that it hasn’t even hit you yet


Her one night stand called her a whore as she left in acrimony,

Her emotions see-sawed between indignity and anger,

That word however clung and sunk into her skin on the commute home,

Admitedly, she approached him like prey

‘Cause she wanted a lay,

And she fancied a bit of rough,

But did not want to leave her number with him to pretend it was anything more,

She was frank, forthright, upfront and graphic about her needs,

He fucked her like a whore and treated her like one too,

As she lay struggling to catch her breath post-coitus,

He called her a ‘passable fuck’ and flung a scrunched up £10 note at her to give to her ‘fella’ as a tip,

It dawned on her that while she was playing her part-

Like eating an exotic meal with chopsticks or bare hands just for the sheer thrill of it-

He was not;

Offended, she swung out,

He moved out of the path of the swing, whispered the word through a smirk, as he pushed her back onto the bed,

Before exiting the room laughing like a manic hyena;

Now, she’s showered half a dozen times,

Scrubbed herself near raw,

Yet…she can’t seem to shake the unclean feeling that’s settled in;

She called a trusted friend seeking comfort,

The friend, listened intently, and replied,

‘When you sleep with dogs hun,’

‘Don’t be surprised if you wake up with flees!’