Escape Artist
I’m no longer in love with you or at least, I’m no longer falling. Persistently, steadily I am digging myself …
Tag Archives: Keith Horton
Hypothetically Speaking
Inspiration is a funny thing, it has its own rules. I should know, I who travel nine train stations and …
Dishonest Poetry
My muse wakes me up at odd hours rocking me from my dreams splintering my slumber intruding upon my thoughts …
Don’t Worry
I didn’t know what you promised her but I know what you didn’t promise me. .
Third Eye Clarity
He turned his back on temptation; he is a good man and he knew he didn’t need it. He was …
Hitchhiker
I only need a ride across the bridge, that’s what I told the man behind the wheel. I don’t even …
Withdrawal Symptoms
That hour when you used to always come around, that hour still comes around punctually even if you no longer …
Things That Have No Place
I wonder who was the first to come up with the idea of a place where everything everyone’s ever lost …
Fin
So, this is how it’s going to be and we always knew it would hurt when it ends no matter …
Of Women and Objects
I was afraid of you finding me with nothing on, not even talent or direction, or at least some hand-me-down …
