Lying in Bed

Would the world fall apart
if you gave up your job?
Would the flowers not grow
and the seeds not spread?
If you spent all your time
lying in bed.

Surrender

I am beaten up.
My thoughts have taken over me
like smallpox!

These are a few of my favourite things

A large motorbike,
a clean car,
money in the bank,
not worried about work,
working computers.

A happy and well mother,
a nice song,
our cat, Pebble,
a clean kitchen
and a good nights sleep.

A Bruised Reed

I have a weak mind.
I am susceptible
to obsession,
to delusional thoughts,
to being manipulated,
to being overly impressed,
and finally to worrying;
at least I think I am.

Nodding Off

On the third row 
from the back; 
there were enemies 
descending out of the sun. 
The altimeter indicated 
plenty of room 
for evasive manoeuvres. 
Following the book of 
Leviticus; 
I proceeded to 
push the joystick 
Forward and to the right. 
I came out of the 
spin at the end 
of the passage. 
  

A Prayer

I’m talking on the phone,

talking to some guy.

He seems to know it all;

I think, he’s A.I.

Gentleness

I’m quite tame really,

I don’t put up a fight.

In fact when it comes down to it,

I have no bark nor bite.

To Whom It May Concern

You never write,

you never ring.

I’m just a poor sod;

old thing.

Singularity

I’ve disappeared,

so far up my own backside,

I have become a dot.

Fame at last

When the buses pass the

windows of our house,

I sometimes look to see

if anyone is actually trying

to look in.

Nope!