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Poetry, words and musings. An expressive examination of the inner workings of my mind.  

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I love to write words, the absurdity lies in my distinct lack of skills, an arbitrary understanding of language and a passion not as passive as it should be.

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Nothing brings objective joy. 

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Alphabet soup.

Another blatant, careless, desperate  endeavour, finding gracious half-insightful justifications, knowing less meaningful nuanced opportunities point quite rightfully straight towards unanimously vexed, worried, xenophobic Zebras.

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Mundane dreams are the most attainable.  

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Never trust a man who has a name for his drunken ‘alter ego’.

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A little too far on one side of woke, without question your conception of reality is more outspoken than the deepest hidden crevasses or nooks of my mind, in contrast to the most ferocious, spiteful and repulsive concepts you could conceive, I’m far more comfortable with finite figures and objective truths, rules, rights and responsibilities aren’t random if morals are a guide, if ethics are a factor in all facets of your life, you’re far more likely to earn you place in the pride.

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There was once a fish boy who wished to sprout feet, to run, jump and leap, to require a bed for a good nights sleep, longingly looking inland from the sea, his friends called him jimmy the hydrophobic fish freak One day Jimmy pushed and he strained till it hurt, sadly not one appendage  emerged but from his behind, a long stringy turd, his school mates laughed and chuckled with glee, it hurt Jimmys feelings, this fish mockery Not deterred by derision, jimmy persisted with vigour, determined to ditch out on swimming forever, he embarked up a ridge, and with sheer power of will, he crawled on to the beach, no longer needing his gills With a breath of fresh air, his toes shot forth, hurtfully brief was the frolic, ironic for sure, unfair at the least, his adventure cut short when the claws of a bird snatched him up, by those very feet.