I sit at a party and watch The music and voices a faint distant call Far away echoes from a forgotten past. Their faces the same. Twinkling eyes Lip’s pulled into smiles upon clear porcelain skin. It’s all so strange – their endless game of charade.  I resent it. I resent them. I want to be with the outcast nerd Who wears humanity upon his … Continue reading 2nd October 2008,