Soaring in an empty landscape I try to understand As lonely as my feathers as I head to solid land My claws touch solid branch and I am reminded that not everything is pre-decided © Andrew Watkins
Clearly thinking, or thinking clearly; Orange the future can be!
I was told to be bold And this is the colour of my hair I was fed a load of lies And I always lower my eyes There is comfort in being cold Locked away in my little lair Surrounded by the buzzing of flies And I always lower my eyes I believe My heartContinue reading “Lies”
garble bobbb Schizofrantic Is this the world?
Why don’t I feel comfortable in front of my computer? Is it the breakdowns, the stress, or the fear of hackers? Why don’t I care if this doesn’t suit ya? Is it the work/life balance or the feeling called love or crackers? If I could I would suit and boot ya! All the way toContinue reading “Hackers Suck!”
If all is forlorn, And lost; they’ll wipe out the world And leave you to rot
Everywhere, nowhere Universal acceptance The kludge that fits best
Mom is amazing! Take a handful of chicken Make a damn banquet!
Everyone is getting English on me I know it’s a stereotype but its pernicious like you believe the hype And the grass is always green And nothing is specious
Sell me the sun dad, cause i have disowned it it has driven me mad and i have really blown it spell me the dictionary and the words upon it Take my desire for ministry find a grave and dance upon it Sell me a rebooted dream of black cofee and cream of biscuits andContinue reading “Rebooted in Quatrains”