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Just an empty room, full of empty space

31 October, 2017

On Hallowe’en the old ghosts come

About us, and they speak to some;

To others they are dumb.

They haunt the hearts that loved them best;

In some they are by grief possessed,

In other hearts they rest.

They have a knowledge they would tell;

To some of us it is a knell,

To some, a miracle.

They come unseen and go unseen;

And some will never know they’ve been,

And some will know all that they mean.

— from The New Book of Days by Eleanor Farjeon —


and all the friends lay down their flowers

29 October, 2017

there’s no mistake, I smell that smell
it’s that time of year again
clocks go back, railway track
something blocks the line again
and the train runs late for the first time

I was living my life like a holly wood

17 October, 2017

if I wasn’t such a coward, I would run

Good night, sweet princess

18 July, 2017

and flights of angels sing thee to thy rest

F**k it, dude.

Let’s go bowling.

vive le phoque et le castor

2 July, 2017

Happy Canada Day y’all, from this non-Canadian.

Et pour ceux qui préfèrent dire <je me souviens>

a flake of your life

21 June, 2017

Is the whole thing a folly and a mockery? … I don’t know. And there is nothing to guide us.

“Change, my dear. And not a moment too soon”

9 June, 2017
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pull me out of the aircrash
pull me out of the lake

there’s a better place for us to be
the place in which we were born
so neglected and torn apart

Update 11th June 2017: forgot to include this one.

what’s so funny about peace, love and understanding?