Something – Anything

the drummingthe thrummingthe constant moaningand screamingin pain or ecstasythe rumbling trainsdiesel buses dingingphone bells ringingsomeone else’s musicchildren whiningcolleagues chattingneighbours gossipingnotifications pinging pongingding-dongingtexts vibratingpeople on speaker phonesdrunk conversationsthe chattering high folksthey all get in the wayof pursuing just a bitof peace and quietsomewhere totake time out and what if you dowhat do you doyour mind’s still […]

In The City – Choking on the dust

Domine, exaudi vocem meamfor I am begging youto help me find a wayout of these unnatural places,where so many racesco-exist with one another,yet none treat the otheras sister or brother. I am choking on the dustof concrete, tar and steel,and must walk far before I feelthat I can breathe again,where the rain comes without dirtand […]

Commuting – Wish it was the weeken

Dawn cracks the grey skies into blue, and the radio seems to crackle louder. This time of road-weary truck drivers rubbing the sleep from their eyes, and the mad-dash commuters tearing holes in the tar, as their too-fast sports cars don’t quite make it into the crisp, morning air. And I’m tired of doing the […]