my hands are freezing unlike the river flowing through me pebbles and lava fire and hell sliding from one heart chamber to the next a snake melting all that I am in its way
my hands are freezing you hold them too tight perhaps and I can’t stop thinking that there’s nothing colder than my hands right now but your gaze
some people driving on motorways do unexpected U-turns and somehow on that very split second (before you curse and call them names!) you envy them. you envy them for the pure and utter honesty spreading inside their brain like swastika in Europe 1939
and although all written-by-man laws would condemn them (and condemned they will be!) there’s that one the one no one’s talking about the one you would follow on your motorway on a sunny winter day like this for example...
No need to panic...Life is not a box of chocolates but a skating rink at the moment. I slide from one day to the next on shorter breaks of light and memories of summer and smells of BBQs.
New resolutions? Do you really want to know them? Sure:
* Happiness, if you hear me hit me as hard as you can, whenever you can, as soon as you can, as merciless as you fancy...I shall not dodge any of your punches or kicks or bullets, in fact I’ll run towards anything you throw at me. I promise! (‘call meee!’)
* A glass of Cabernet! (what do we say?) – NOW!
Thank you..:)
So, here it is…Another year!!!!!… says my calendar, my personal alarm, my mobile phone, my lap top, my passport, my husband, my children, my Mum, my diary, my friends, my microwave, my colleagues, my cousins, my driving license…
