For the fallen...

Here we lie,
Battered and bruised.
I never thought it would end like this.
Unused.

Re-Pulse

Peanut, peanut, there you are.
Singing on a shining star.
Tracing your parabo-laaaa.
Onwards, upwards, you'll go far.

Ode to Prolonged Wet Weather

Sun is gone.
Missing in action.
Last seen sinking in the west.

Rain and clouds.
Never-ending.
Seems I'm not quite at my best.

Misery has come to stay.
Go away.
Come again another day.
If you must.