I feel like a dick Most of the time and mainly When I try not to be You know, a dick, cos how fucked Are dickheads and who’d be one
Body Pains
My knee aches today But not my heart, that one is Pumping baby, like I am ready to face this day just right after this coffee…
And me
Revolutionary? To say I love me and you It is not a war And there is no either or Just an I love you …and me
Post Scripts
It has come to this: I write Post It notes to me And they say things like ‘You are enough’ and stuff like ‘You’ve got this, you have got this’.
Aching
A dying cat sprints Over the last finish line Innately hopeful Heart breakingly valliant And blind sided in defeat.
the Reinvented Poet 