a snippet of sadness

“I hate getting up early, especially now. There’s nothing to get up for.” Well fuck me Linda, you sad sack of shit.  (Today, I agree) I overheard this lady at the local dog park. It’s on a beautiful inlet in the heart of Sydney’s Northern Beaches where there’s a median house price of a cool …

bubbles

In nakedness I gleam A steaming hot glass Pulled from scolding water Suds glimmer Sunshines kiss Her firey rays Ignite me Bubbles for eyes Glimpsing the blip Of my brief time And their reflection Tells of our orb in the sky Absorption A transient womb Our colourful ball sustains us Earth To above The air …