Holding my handsleading me to the mirrorHe stands behindMy shivering naked bodytracing delicatelysmiling ear to earsee how sexy you are? he asks methis leads to a pink flush spreading to both cheekswhich he quickly hideswith pucked lips & kissesOur...

 This paper is the same as that one& it's identical to thisFear mongering Lying bastardsThinking running the worldWould beA piece of pissI only do the sudokosand the crosswords If i'm feeling braveBlack & white newspapersfull of racism & full of...

 It smells like christmas dinnerBut It's not due for a weekwetherspoons cashing inyet when they doit's bleakThere's never any flavour & The meat is so fucking dry but for a pub i applaud because at least you gave it a tryyou...

A table for two But it's not a date2 overly excited nerdssat opposite having a debateone got so excited he almost knocked overhis pintBut his mate is matching the energyThey take a breakSipping at the drinksBut no food or platesfor...

 Tables fullevery oneon a wednesday a week before christmaswhere do they find the cash?Don't come for meI'm not after backlashI simply came to the pub with a notebook and a pen& once perfectedmaybe perform them ...

 I don't understand why peoplehave crosses tattooedon their skin or christianity & religionor whatever they believe inthis man has a crossbeneathhis left ear& socks & slidersalsothe fashion godhe must fearis it a statement being thereso close to your faceor is...

 Tattooed Flowers stabbedonto the back of ashaved headSatwith a face of pure disgustI wonder why he chose flowersto be displayed so boldI need to knowI mustBut for some reasonHe seems like a manI'd trust ...

 Familiar facesLooking up at me From the other side of the roomEgging on a conversationacknowledgementAnythingBut I look downHeadphones onMusic at volume zeroWill they get the message?Or should I become a social hero?Dressed in a cape and pink underpantsPulled over...

 I pick up my pen& scan across the roomThese peple look familiar Yet I don't know who is whoI've seen them in wetherspoonsAsda& GreggsBut what they do for a livingWell I wouldn't have a clueI know their coffee order&...

 Comfortable in the shared spaceA flutter of excitement Most people our ageAre hungoverBut we're driving to a garden centre I sip at a coffee& he plays with the radioFlicking between 5 buttonsBut only 2 stations playSome with more crackles &...

 Lonliness has blessed meWith their presenceEventually being lonelyStops feeling lonelyYou count down the days, hours & minutesTill you arrive homeSitting soloIs sometimes the best way to go. ...

 People hear the term consequence& assume the worstLike people like to do in generalNegativityFear mongering RacismSocial Media Cameras outRecording other peoples sufferingBut what are the consequencesfor positive things?Thinking for yourself& working your ass offto succeed Loving something or someone so muchthat...

 I've had to explain my fathers deathone hundred times& I'll have to explain itOne hundred times againI wish I had a stickerLanyard or a badge" Yes, my parents are dead. Now talk to me about something else."But then...

 Come on darling Just a small bite leftJust eat the ham & don't worry about the breadJust a little nibbleCome on loveThen your mum won't complainlook I know you've had enough...Hey if you swallow that...You can have some more...

 You flipped a switchMore likeYou switched my flipSeeing redLike a bullIn a china shopWalking on egg shellsDamage is going to happenWhen I'm shot in a roomFull of fragile things...You've been poking me with a stickBut don't get suprisedWhen...

  She leads the way to the table by the windowHe lets out a sigh before being seated This outing was planned by the wifeThey’ve gone out for a nice mealAt WetherspoonsDressed in their Marks and Spencer jumpersHis shirt collars Peeking...

 2 middle-aged mothers Taking a few hours offThe brunettes coat armsTrailing from her bum to the floorShoulder to wrist ButIf her son Left his coat like this…Oh she would moanShe would complain about the cost And the dirt and how she does...

The pub is full But no one has said a wordScrapes and cutting on plates Is all that can be heardThe care homes are probably empty For they’ve all turned up to spoonsA rainy Friday night But treated to some foodThey’re all...

  His face  Like leather  Old and wrinkled  But his eyes  Still young And full of pain Tiredness seaps From his frown lines His smile lines Barely visible This man Still hopeful Waiting On platform number one  He...

Slouched over on the first seat he could find  Hard hat and a black backpack Neon orange hi vis coat With trousers to match For once someone not looking at their phone  But staring at the ground Preparing...