Built for Comfort

I've been feeling awfully odd, today
without a title it seems.
No seats on the bus, only the eyes that stare
Ahead

My head, it spins today.
watching the sky behind Nelson,
No seats on the steps, i'll take the floor
Instead

I thought of you, today.
i dropped everything i held
No seats inside, i'll sit out in the cold
Alone.

The bobble on my hat fell off, today.
Absence of warmth, made cold my thoughts
No seats in my life, i saved them all
For you

the roof

I've seen you staring
peering into my window
from your spot on the roof.
Our lives may not be so far apart
For I am staring at you too.

John

Of late you seem distant.
Only by the night do you live.
Flashing buttons and blinding lights,
It controls you.
You speak, I listen
With intent, your spoken words
They drench the air.
Don't let the fire inside you burn out,
For it is you that will one day rule the world.

I could use someone like you

Drunk girls, men with suitcases and travelers from faraway shores, they came and went. But I still sat there, waiting.
Purple, then a delayed yellow,
but no pink.
A girl, with the will to impress her friends,
attempted to balance an empty bottle of water on her nose.
A passer by took a photo. The girl stumbled.
Another yellow, a purple, but still no pink.

I sat waiting, for a train that would never arrive.

Apartment Story

I saw a man today. He stood on the balcony of his 11th floor council flat, finding solace in the only guaranteed beauty. He watched the sun set behind Hexthorpe. I found comfort in his solace as he found beauty in the world.

Get the knives, it's nearly ready

As you lay there, motionless
I'm wondering if you're sleeping
Or thinking about how much you wished you loved me.

Susan

I'm home and the cat hates me.

I don't want to be at home.

However, I do care that the cat hates me.

I tried feeding him, that didn't work. I let him sleep on my bed, but he still scowled when I offered him my half of the duvet. I tried to pet him, I even made a fuss about how glossy his coat was. His reply was nothing, but to turn his back and walk away.

He breaks my heart, every day.