A Passing Thought

Wandering amidst a slew of memories,

remembering someone, missing someone.

Time that was spent, time that is now lost.

Reminisce, stir feelings, and then let go.

It’s just a passing thought.

Rugged Morning

Numb toes flicker beneath the sheets,

eyelids squabble to unfurl.

The body loathes to give itself a start.
The alarm beckons,
and you shut it up with a tap of a finger.

Not now, not yet - you scream.

The sun's out,rising and shining,

I say - f**k you.
The bed is all I need,

my sweet paradise of comfort.

STATE OF MIND