good days ahead

don’t cry
we’ve a full life, don’t we
with full bellies
& you are here by my side
with love aplenty to fill our sail

own nothing & be happy
is what they’re bound to say
yet we’re happy anyway
are we not
you are mine & i am yours

too many fish in this world
are fighting to be upstream
near the lighthouse seen
no such thing as water in nets
only good days & some regrets

so, let’s be mindful, love
time is a loose spool
& the river winds on

by TONY SINGLE
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unharbour

is this all you are
a photo cast in my wake
death by memories
my sail full of scuppered pleas
another ship lost at sea

by TONY SINGLE
© All rights reserved 2024

Tumblevision #35

Fuck you. I choose to live.

by TONY SINGLE
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help yourself

i am not your project
not in need of saving
to be restored from drafts
nor be redone from scratch

not a work in progress
nor a fixer-upper
not in your portfolio
nor part of your cv

so kindly fuck right off
you smug, self-righteous toff
look for another dunce
to suffer your ‘guidance’

by TETIANA ALEKSINA & TONY SINGLE
© All rights reserved 2024

climate change

ice cube, shop tin roof
mourning’s inevitable
with dawn’s bastard sun

by TONY SINGLE
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