i feel absence when i
catch you in sky’s
pale light
midst those moments where
nothing in existence exists
beyond doubt’s clingy
persistence,
i just fall apart.
i’d be nothing if i hadn’t
hard fallen for your
arctic dark,
for i’d never have known
you need some to
see a decent
spark,
come scratch a wish
against this
heart.
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I am a Social Worker by day and an artist/writer by night. I use the written word in an attempt to make sense of the secret worlds and dysfunctional dynamics that lurk beneath the facades of our daily interactions. I am not sure how my writing styles are characterized, nor am I overly concerned about it. I am immensely enthusiastic about music and often connect better with songs than I do people. I also have an intense appreciation for quality wines and whiskies, frequently consuming them in excess. I like things that smell good and struggle to manage the symptoms of a life-long relationship with depression. So, why "grumpygorman"? Spend some time here and find out... View more posts
