“What if…”

Let’s just

let the hounds loose

’round Westminster’s corridors

So they can feel the horror, sure

they’d change their minds quick,

Once they realised how sick

It truly is.

Advertisements

A good day

And then, you have one of those days where, peace is

everything.

It’s small and quiet and unobtrusive but it’s powerful. Taking up the spaces that are usually raging, and the cracks that are empty and crumbling. It’s not even silence, more a peach wash of warmth. Faintly glowing in the background of a good day.