Lifing

The curse of life, that brings you down to pray.
Everyday.
Fresh chaotic ordeals that scrape and scratch.
At a heart not born to break.
Yet fade, in its inevitable decay.
This life, this time.
Yours and mine, held in the palm of fate.
Tickling the future by what we do today.


Taken from ‘Everyday Miracles’ – out now

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