Sinful...

Today I spent time at my new 'spot'. I love great cafes, they feed my soul. I always leave feeling inspired, feeling rested. The opposite is also true, if there's bad service, bad coffee or even just average, I leave feeling ripped off. Mackay has a new cafe called Sinful. The staff are well picked, the coffee is good (and improving!), simple good food and a great layout. I always leave feeling refreshed. So if you're ever looking for me, head there. Except if you're a stalker. If you're planning to stalk me, I'm never there. Ever.

As a result of the cyclone over the weekend my house does not have power. It's been over 72 hours. I think I spent a good three hours there today, I found a powerpoint and plugged in my laptop and phone. I spent the morning organising and reading through some poetry I've written this year.

I found this, judge it if you will:

I’m just waiting

For the words that haven’t been spoken yet

If you tell me to go I shall leave this place behind me

I will shake the dust from my feet and remove the articles from my heart which I collected during my stay here.

If I cry they will be angry hot tears of a heart that is not just broken or crushed but disillusioned by the choices made by it’s owner

When you see me in public places

I will not be angry and hate you

Or take my fists and beat you

I will smile, maybe not with my eyes

And take interest but not with my heat

I will extend my hand for a handshake or hug

And then I will leave you to be

I will leave and take my heart away from your hands

But

If you choose not to make those words audible

Then I will stay, I will stay and figure this out.