Sad Empty Bar Stools

Go to the bar late at night
Meet people you don’t even like
Bore yourself with bad conversation
All for some feigned affection.
Try all night to take them home
Wake up in the morning all alone.
Walk up to your mirror
And loathe your reflection
All this shame
For a little attention.


People watching

Behind most easy women are several cowardly men who never bothered to tell them that they were beautiful or worth a damn

My Shadow Of Eden

Which do I long for more?
Which do I want to hear,
Standing in the woods alone,
The music of man,
Or the music of nature?

I know not.
I thank God for music all the same,
And I long for you, my love,
To hear, to see, to feel,
What I, in this moment, do.

To know, more than ever,
What Eden might have been,
To see what Adam might have seen,
To experience a shadow,
Of how Adam might have known God.

These trees,
Are the trees of life.
This river,
Water for my soul.
And you… You are my Eve.

I wish you were here,
To walk with me,
To talk with me,
And I wish I could embrace you,
The way these woods are embracing me.

All Photos Belong To Dean Marais