Poem: The Path – 23/04/20

Weariness, Weariness, rests upon my head, where cobwebs and stilted cogs lay well rested in their beds, the machinery’s movements have ceased, Weariness allows me to take that break, but behind the scenes I’m still ruminating, I simply disguise it from him.   Aptitude, Aptitude, once carefully measured with closely observed time, makes me wonder [...]

Poem: The Heavy Bass – 18/01/20

I feel the beat within my veins, Vibrations, thrown off syncopation, They pull me from edge to edge, Paper thin and treacherous they betray the solid beats, An insistence of one-two-three-four, Heavy pounding, bass throbbing.   Then, the lyrics, Divine, Singing of being unbreakable, Is that what we are? Are we made of such strength [...]