Back flip In Slush

My heart has been yawning for an eternity. Yawn Yawn, Yawn. Then today it got haunted and did a backflip all within the space of two hours. This is an occasion worth writing about. Normally my heart is just ticking away like some indispensable but thoroughly boring part of my anatomy and without wanting toContinue reading “Back flip In Slush”

Custody of A Soul

In the giant pigsty in the sky I have a bottle of whisky and a bottle of coke In the campsite, that is your heart Somewhere I’d like to stay and maybe Start a revolution and witness evolution and the fall of man. Sparkles shine all around shackles to our hearts bird souls flitting betweenContinue reading “Custody of A Soul”