Let's admit it, inside us there lurk a
Few wishes that we shouldn't name
In a suit or jeans, a skirt or a burka
Deep down we're playing the same game.

Terence Blacker
The Old Get-a-Room Boss-Nova

They say, ‘Don't let your heart rule your head,’
But I say, ‘You're going to be a long time dead,’
I feel my life slip like water through the fingers
of my hand.

Terence Blacker
My Private Cloud