Category - Poetry

Time to Waste

I have half an hour to waste and I need to piss. I stand alone at the urinal expecting the door to swing open - it doesn’t. I have twenty-five...

In Praise of Tangles

What is this thing called love that tangles our hair, untidies our thoughts, stains our hands and lips and fills our journals with incoherent...

Arriving Home From Work

The other day I went fell-walking with friends. The background air was warm but a desperately cold wind whistled over the hills. Contrasting layers...

What’s the Use?

What’s the use of a friend who doesn’t listen when you call for help, when you cry in anguish because your breath is spent? What’s the use of a...

Love

Today I wrote a poem about love. Maybe I did so because I was listening to seventies songs beforehand. The seventies was a decade a bit obsessed by...

Life is Beautiful

I sat writing this poem this afternoon while listening to the music by Shigeru Umebayashi. I think I may have played Yemeji’s Theme and Efude...

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