Sometimes, I wished I smoked,just for something to doin dramatic pauses.Vaping isn’t for that,too cloudy,wrecks the mood,and takes ages to clear.Unlike a sexy breath drifting through the ether.And there’s only so many options.Maybe a coffee stir.Maybe telling the smart speaker to be quiet,like it interrupted something important.or…or…Or deleting the paragraphand starting again.Smoking is an oldContinue reading “A Different Kind Of Burn”
Category Archives: Poems
Only Coffee Shop in Town
This is the only coffee shop in townThat’ll give me dog something to eat.He sits stretching in the sun,Looking for stomach rubs and treats. After a walk in the park,Chasing pigeons, chasing me.Barking at the squirrel,Who’s hiding up the tree. He sees the best in everything,Every person, every soul.He’ll slether your face in a second,AllContinue reading “Only Coffee Shop in Town”
Rust
Would you dress it up in gold,when it’s made of rust?Build it to the stars,when we return to dust?But if not this,then what?In this little snapshot,life is all,all we’ve got.Sometimes,rust makes the best instruments.(c) Paul Andrew Sneddon
NPC Breaks Free
Some days I feel like an NPC.I’ve only got 100 words.And if you talk to me,I’ll say the same thing.The same thing.Again and again,Until the end of the world.Or the game.Or the day.Press A to Continue.This NPC existence,Just isn’t for me.Every day the same,All the way to infinity.I’m hoping for a bug,Or a break inContinue reading “NPC Breaks Free”
Gut
In the gut, go with the gut.It’ll help you sleep at night.It’ll help you look in the mirrorand not be too disappointed in what you see.Hell, you might even crack a smile.It’s your own built-in bullshit detector.Learn to trust it.It might just save your life.If something doesn’t feel right, walk away.You belong to no oneContinue reading “Gut”
Paul Andrew Sneddon 