2007 November:

2007 March:

2007 January:

2006 December:

when my eyelids are heavy and half-shut
about to be claimed by sleep
your scent is still here
on these dirty blue pillows
for a flash I see you
out of the corner of my half-exposed eye
I see your shape hidden in duvet folds
the butterflies panic
what are you doing here?
in second I realise it's illusion
in other second I realise I'm disappointed
this shocks me, like everything else about you
your other women, your selfish manipulations
your laisse-faire attitude towards everything me
I miss you, you sonnovabitch
I miss you