James Dean, Chaplin and Marilyn


I sat in the un-named room.imageedit_102_7837973531

Surrounded by James Dean, Marilyn, Charlie Chaplin



As if patience were a muster… To a riffle I carry.

I loaded and took careful aim.

Then, I sat with my friends and awaited pain.

Pain did not disappoint…It arrived on time.

Gathered by my bare-feet…


shape shifted and became a peace sign.

A community of many half-caste beings… beckon my walls.

Rifle or not.

Peace, crossbreeds and pain rise together.

And, together they fall.


To set things ‘straight’…

The un-named room and I will always agree.

If I lie in the bed long enough…

Outside the window…

There will come to be a newly formed…life of leafs.

Foliage just slight enough to not arouse the need for injury.

Fauna just vast enough to remove all the moment’s worry.


All alone, or in two’s,
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall.
Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands.
The bleeding hearts and artists
Make their stand.

And when they’ve given you their all
Some stagger and fall, after all it’s not easy
Banging your heart against some mad bugger’s wall.

Outside the Wall – Pink Floyd




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