Moleskine Pages- This Is The Day

This is the day the angel sings, I shall listen to the voice now that I know I am powerless against him.

Moleskine Pages- The Gates To Paradise Are Locked

The gates to paradise are locked between 5:30 P.M and 9:30 A.M. for fear of vandalism. But the keeper entertained while we queued to get in.

Moleskine Pages- Landmines

The secrets were never outlined, I negotiated the mines always expecting to be blown skywards. My edges were starting to blur, my eyes to water. Your shadow left me cold and vengeful.

Moleskine Pages- Pussy

The pussy cat walked to the end of a plank, he had a honey in his bed and money in the bank but he still couldn't be happy. He watched the circus folk come and go from his vantage point, his plastic doll's feet were becoming his own.

Moleskine Pages- Jaded, Rubied and pearled

Why do they persist in stomping on my ceiling? Why do they keep eating my words? The worms keep inching forward, and trees are devouring my birds.

Moleskine Pages- Stop Crying

I touched upon a sore point even though you admit no vulnerability. I had the answers to your unspoken questions.

Moleskine Pages- Hudson's Soap

We are certain, we are sure, we believe that ess is the new more. Three crones stir the cauldron. Uneasy, uncomfortable, graceless and blind...unkind.