Hello, it’s Mickey calling

Have we all forgotten what humanity is all about? The person behind that mask is still a person, with a heartbeat and blood that spills from veins. Rules and regulations govern our lives and we lean closer to robotronics than ever before. Our world is run by technology and we often forget to breathe without the beep of an incoming message to tell us how.

Mindless

A nerve you’ve got, to create pain in this way. An apple to peel for a salad filled with half truths; a book of secrets that you’ve already read to me; a life together that we’ll spend apart; a tear in the ocean, a penny in a fountain, a drop in a lake. A you and a me…

Vowels

A second hand “I’m sorry” from a girl with a frozen heart, takes longer as she stammers out a word or two, falters with the sense of a sentence and stutters after every “I.O.U”

Sleep with me

Inspiration is fleeting, once again.

 I’m counting sheep because I can’t sleep, because my dreams are plagued with thoughts of you.

Do polar opposites attract?

I’m the ocean (rough, calming & frightening)

And you’re my moon, pulling me close as I push away.

Uno, dos, tres, vier, vyf, ses, seven ate nine; I’m sure she was divine. I’ve plucked the 10^th sheep from my mind, sheared the fluffed up wool to keep you warm out there in the sky.

The Tower Urchin

“The sea it calls to me,

It welcomes me,

It might just be the death of me;

It’s warm when it’s cold & never lets us go…”

So let’s turn the tarot cards & find a little bliss for our starry eyed pair.

In Flock Formation

We’re all vying for ‘Top Dog’ position,

Slamming into brick walls,

Closed ears spewing lyrics from has-been’s.

We came to a world that was too big,

With little spaces in between,

But now we’re left to fly south on our own.

The moon our beacon light,

The sun just a bit too bright-

I’m reaching out to find my shades, my eyes too weak to see the blades your accusations are slinging my way.

They’re throwing up seeds;

It’s gritty, it’s grainy… it is sand.

I peck at your hand;

It’s fuzzy, it’s feathery…

It’s blood stained.

We leave to always come back,

If only just to test our wings

In flight to be the migratory leader;

The hive-brained enforcer.

We spread our wings in flight

Keeping the V-formation as best we can

Hoping no harm comes to find us…