I purchased an Acer laptop once. It looked sleek and ahead of the bunch, A carbon effect dashboard And lashings of what looked like love. I took it home and struggled to connect The Wifi kept turning off Which seemed a little suspect Especially – after what was spent. This happened all the time While …

Wake up to the soul of your time, bending thoughts through the puddle of this grime. Looking to a better place, Understanding life’s debate while insinuating choice and fate; trying to understand the design of this place. I’ve tried to wake the world up from my shed. I’m sick of seeing people walking around looking …

Slowly kissing her neck, she whispers sweet somethings beyond my fragmented intellect. Softly breathing her breath, swallowing her sweat, never to regret as she watches my hands move around her enticing breasts. Her skin-tight jeans wrapped around her cheeks like an infested disease, not letting her skin breath – unravel with ease revealing: her slight …

To be King for one day. To be looked upon as the public awaits. Decisions to be made all to keep democracy in place. A burden to carry. Subtle whispers to marry. Suggestive, without too much emphasis on the Government answering to lords and barons. Will my name be remembered for something great? Or maybe …

Sky, They’re all around Pumping out digital sound Like a merry-go-round Where would we be without HDTV, MTV And the movie channel… Blazing vivid spectacles In the foreground. The sky remote Awaits, closer than a stone’s throw Tempting the viewer to discover new worlds. Action packed sport Followed by a documentary on all sorts. Scrolling …

I couldn’t imagine a poem that didn’t rhyme. With all the combinations of all the collaborations, awaiting to escape when conversing with your mind. Deliberately injecting words that litter a page of this world before they unravel life back into to folds of a bloodied steak knife. Tearing into the timeless white pages like medication …

Those red eyes followed me to this place, reminding me of a distant past. Time! That won’t connect to this moment of dance: chasing me, hunting me down. Those red eyes are gaining on my suffocating breath. Clocked in black, running but can’t get out! Those red eyes are getting bigger with every about. And …

The blackness doesn’t exist with eyelids positioned fixed. Closed, to all looking in. A mind that won’t give in. Spectrums of colour await. Films and events dissipate into moments that shouldn’t exist as the frequency demands it’s existence to manifest. The future and past pour like an hourglass with each grain of sand making moments …