travel plans

estimated time of arrival
dawn
estimated time of departure
couldn’t say
some are made for melancholy
those are my plans anyway

estimated time of arrival
birth
estimated time of departure
death
itinerary confirmed
travel plans set

The Anniversary

Shouldn’t that have told you something,
when the speckled leaves gave amber to the ground
and you turned to seek advice from all around
and found none.

Shouldn’t you have realized
that the ragged Autumn was your only friend,
though its message in the end
was too late understood.

Not till the last, the very last,
and the anniversary had come to pass.

Now you tread another message with your shoe,
notice that your hand grows speckled too.

[first posted 27 Sept. 2013]

typical

oh God I’m so depressed

I feel just like a wet cigarette
a bottle with the cork stuck in the neck

a sandwich with no filling and no bread
a pencil with perpetually breaking lead

just when things were to starting to go well
another public holiday from hell

typical – always the bloody same
rain rain rain rain

[note. for those who don’t live in the UK – August Bank Holiday means one thing … ]