
Herded Blindly
We’re being herded into a funnel Not a tunnel with light at the end A funnel where the end is Continue reading
We’re being herded into a funnel Not a tunnel with light at the end A funnel where the end is Continue reading
Asbestos Skies Rusty old pipe on the ancient stone wall Run through the decaying car park Uncomfortable companions in this Continue reading
Tall Man Lives in the garden of a terrace Old and twisted he has seen it all Bark brown flecked Continue reading
Originally posted on The World Outside the Window:
Maybe this is a sign of me getting more intolerant as I get older but the…