ONE WAY TICKET

I am going...
To miss you, more than you
Think. Allay the fears and focus
On love.

We are like a painting, at whatever layer needs workin'.

Shades and tones of
Life becoming texturin' 


To these abstract modernists; can't hack the depth. I'm like a brush waiting, put down in one place, washed but still...
the same colour.


Try not to leave me
hanging like bad art
blend-in' with a

blank wall.

Swim and enjoy your freedom

for me You are

never-really-out-of-your-depth.
God knows.

Pushing further into unknown
Un-nouns becoming nouns.
Creating the meaning of life; around
The world.

2020