Lizabell

Her bare feet pounded along the dark, hardwood planks, sending vibrations and ripples into the water below. She stopped abruptly at the very end of the wharf, toes gripping the edge of the structure, like they were the only things holding her back, stopping her from plunging headfirst into the bay. She looked out over the water, eyes squinting to see through the reflection. She was looking. Looking for a boat that would come take her away. She just didn't care anymore. She was sick of it. Her insides churned at the thought of any of them. The selfish brat, the dead faced bore. She was sick of being slowly suffocated by them. She took a st

To die Butterflies fly buy, wander me by through endless sky

1948 Dorothy watched her husband go. She felt herself plaster on the smile, she always did as she watched him depart Out the gate, Past the other subdivided blocks, nothing yet but small overgrown pastures. Around the corner. With relief she peeled off her false expression and walked out to lean against the fence. It was still early. The sunshine filtered through the gums was already harsh and the air hung heavily. Cicada's shrieks that had continued through the night renewed their intensity. Dorothy continued to stand and stare And wait. She waited until she heard the 7:34 rumble past, winding its way through the fibro and corrugate

Number 4 1948 Dorothy watched her husband go. She felt herself plaster on the smile, she always did as she watched him depart Out the gate, Past the other subdivided blocks, nothing yet but small overgrown pastures. Around the corner. With relief she peeled off her false expression and walked out to lean against the fence. It was still early. The sunshine filtered through the gums was already harsh and the air hung heavily. Cicada's shrieks that had continued through the night renewed their intensity. Dorothy continued to stand and stare And wait. She waited until she heard the 7:34 rumble past, winding its way through the fibro and

Blue paradise Through the keyhole, they could see it rippling in the summer heat. Concrete burned underfoot, as they jiggled impatiently for the gate to be unlocked. The smell of slathered sunscreen hovered about them. Keys fumbled at the padlock and they pushed open the rotting wooden gate impatiently. Their feet pattered along the pebbly surface and they stood before the aqua chlorinated mass. Bubbling. Within moments they were in, slipping, greasy from the sunscreen, in and out and through the cool water. Screeching, splashing, laughing and taunting, their faces plastered with smiles. Next door, out in the garage a man worked, carving

How much of this is all in my head? Are you thinking of others instead? I don't know you but I feel that I should I think I would love you if you told me I could. Is this connection or only a dream I've been wrong before, things aren't what they seem I see competition all round me for you All I want is your love, is that too hard to do? Will you ever see me, it's too hard to know But I feel my heart breaking, I don't want you to go. I'll be right here watching, awaiting your call The one problem is, I don't know you at all.

I The blue above was deep Sun pressed heavily on his back West wind brought drops of salt II O2, CO2, O2, CO2, O2, CO2, O2, CO2, O2, CO2, O2, CO2, O2, CO2, O2, CO2, III The tune reminded her of foreign shores and broken hearts. A tear it fetched IV 37.3 37.5 37.3 V He ruffled his music. Placed it underneath his upturned hat. He picked up his guitar. Looked straight ahead. He began to play. VI ____what?____yep, I will, definitely. Don't need this, can't blow away.I should give this a name, no idea, i will ask the first person who gives me money to do the honour. How does it go again, I wonder if I will ever play th

I am the anonymous. Gusts of exhaust, Polluting and disorientating my mind, of swirling indolence. Longing for the breath And refreshing air Of recognition

Sometimes I am an Island in my head. Disconnected from the reality, which should be my life But it is not I am world's away Stranded and I wonder, If any one exists To bring me back.

Thoughts tender My surrender Put it all in a blender Mix it up And make a stew I would serve my world to you