With a spare five minutes
     I scribble these ramblings down.
Between herding the kids
     And taking over the world.
I find a spare five minutes
     It was just lying here on the ground.
Between flash mobbing the town
     And kissing a new girl.
I snatched a spare five minutes
     Almost passed me by nearly lost the chance.
Between family break-up
     And a single party life.
I steal a spare five minutes
    From a time to come.
Between birth
    And death.
I grasp a spare five minutes
    To take a breath.

© Rich Mills - August 2003

Shift your shit
     It's blocking my view.
Shift your arse
     It's not stuck to the sofa with glue?
Shift your mates
     They're sucking my oxygen.
Shift your self
     You should be out looking for work again.
Shift your love
     It's wasted on me.
Shift your life
     I need to be free.

© Rich Mills - August 2003

I tell only the truth     hturt eht ylno llet I
A tale of lost youth     htuoy tsol fo elat A
Endless tale of sadness     ssnedas fo elat sseldnE
Endless tale of woe     eow fo elat sseldnE
Where does our beauty go?     ?og ytuaeb ruo seod erehW

With a plastacine face
they design against grace
their gifts to abuse
the temptation too great

The Sharpest Eye
A piercing Cry
Oily Black Feathers
Watcher in all weather