Writing in circles again
I’m chasing your tail
self-referential
to edge of pointlessness
The nihilistic streak in me
vibrates at the thought of you
It’s like I take my pulse
while getting your name tattooed
You’ve got your phantom hook in me
just deep enough to tear
welcome back
O, welcome back…
The most concise statement I ever etched
the most desperately impassioned verse spilt
it’s emblazoned with your image
it squawks for your attention
That devil on my shoulder
lights a cigarette when you smile
it’s like an ache
and all the pills I can take
You’ve got your phantom hook in me
just deep enough to burn
so welcome back
welcome back…
Be gentle with me
say as little as possible
to me…
It will never be as good as it was
it will never feel like it did at the start
but welcome back
welcome back…
[2014]
Thanks for reading.
[A sequel to The Sea At Night Does Not Rest, written 4 years later]
The Lighthouse 
Oh my goodness, such lovely audio & spoken word, I don’t know how you do it!! Beautiful poem!
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Ahh! So glad you like it, I was really please with this one. My friend and I just improvised a quick tune a couple of years ago and these words seemed to fit. Those times when those old sirens come screaming back into our lives.
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It’s really beautiful! I reblogged it and I hope you get some good followers from it (this is the only the second time I’ve ever shared anybody’s stuff so). ❤
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Thank you! I’m truly honoured. 🙃🥳 Your support is a treasure.
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Reblogged this on PoeEternal and commented:
What lovely audio & spoken word! Y’all give his blog a follow!
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Amazing! Thank you so much 🤗
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