Just a little SMS poem which broke the rules and became two messages instead of one [sigh] Soon, one day, I’ll get good at fitting them in!

Staring at you There is nothing. Nothing… Why should I feel nothing for the sake of you? Why should my emptiness be my bane for your own amusement Pleasure, want, worth… nay… for your comfort. Nothing… Why should I touch nothing as I lay unveiled in the evening Eyes wide and yet closed to all… Nothing

With no access to the net at work, I sat for a few days with nothing to do – except write the odd poem in my phone.

For my fave Aussie 🙂

Running wild, galloping hooves Terrain a blur to my straining eyes Muscles tensing, exploding power Fighting lungs, searing breath Faster, faster, faster Free! Tethered down, stomping hooves Dream a blur in my waking memory Muscles… Freedom

Take my mailfriends profile, try to make it short and to the point… and here’s what you get… from me anyway

Living them. Knowing them. Seeing them. Lies are a fact of life it seems, Mona brought me this one this morning, bless her.