I like the first verse, not sure about the rest of the piece, maybe I’ll trim it and rewrite later – time will tell 😉

Not sure about this one…

Not sure about this one…

part of a set – had a … whim…

part of a set. Had a….whim….

part of a set – had a…. whim….

I don’t know, it started as an explaination of why I did the things I’ve done – psychologists… answers on a postcard please 🙂 – now it’s an almost painful representation of far too many… 

Remember that night when everything was wonderful, the night you never wanted to end?

Waiting for what? for who? That time slips past do i not feel? Noticing not the passing of seconds but aging of souls, the creases, the stresses… Wait.. they say, use patience. Patience thou art…