"Miss twiddle thumbs"

Unfortunate Lives
Troubled Times,
Perils at neck
Oh! What the heck..

Sleepless nights
Petty fights,
A decision day
Look the other way!

Rainy mornings
Guests without warning,
An empty fridge
I shall still not snitch..

Fake friends
Distasteful trends,
A super-low-fat-soy-sugarfree-all-natural shake
Give me a break!

Sophisicated talk
A moonlit walk,
Talks so boring
I could be snoring..

Smiles and winks
Gifts that stink
A wait so long
Ok, this is where I move on..

Illogical books
Deceptive looks,
I'm not all spice and mint
C'mon, take a hint!

Forgetful minds
Meaningless finds
A personality so dry
It could make me cry!

Expressions rare
Explanations bare,
Think you've won?
Ah! I haven't even begun..

My Juke Box minute

Been forever since that I heard that song.

Time has overwhelmed me. It has gone by so fast that I barely managed to blink. Pints of beer have diminished like the courage inside and exhaustion has taken over as fast as time itself. Places moved, people have changed, friends have become work and work is my only friend.

I travelled to discover new things, only to find I can't let go of memories old.

I worked to create new experiences, only to find every incident can't be exciting.

I made new friends, only to realise they're old ones in new-people suits.

I changed myself, only to realise I can't.

The wind gushes, flashes of light, people, faces, people, faces, the past, the future, present at its best, present at its worst, ego's, attitudes, opportuntities, laughter, thoughts, silence..

It eventually happened.

It's all moist. Head down, eyes sore, I stand in deafening solitude...

And as I stand, with every grain of sand in the hourglass a tune fades away. And with every diminishing rythm a moment is overwritten. And every hanging moment loses itself within me..

And I remember the meaning of the music again.