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The thing I love about my home is that it’s always filled with music.,. This me happy x

The thing I love about my home is that it’s always filled with music.,. This me happy x

Overdue catch up with my besties  @ the riding house cafe  #bestbreakfast in #london ❤️ @lisagoody_ @b3ccles

Overdue catch up with my besties @ the riding house cafe #bestbreakfast in #london ❤️ @lisagoody_ @b3ccles

Hmm my bedside clock stopped just after midnight. If I go outside will my car have turned into a pumpkin? X

Hmm my bedside clock stopped just after midnight. If I go outside will my car have turned into a pumpkin? X

Positive steps…

Positive steps…

Poets corner tuffnel park underground #beautifulwords  #london

Poets corner tuffnel park underground #beautifulwords #london

Good evening… from the vocal booth xx #nightsession #studio

Good evening… from the vocal booth xx #nightsession #studio

Writing on a piano by the sea. “Still” x

Very proud to announce this… It feels like such a precious  representation of my album, Arrows, which was a body of work I put so much of my life into. #pscollection #bmm #pollyscattergood #arrows

Very proud to announce this… It feels like such a precious representation of my album, Arrows, which was a body of work I put so much of my life into. #pscollection #bmm #pollyscattergood #arrows

So this is happening….!!!

So this is happening….!!!

Walls

The creature in my bedroom

Hits against the dusty window

Over and over again

Hurling its tiny body 

Against the smooth glassy wall

That connects my bedroom 

To the outside world

Each time it bounces off

It’s tones get higher

Buzzing like a Camden tramp

Directing its anger towards the invisible barrier

What a cruel joke 

To allow this very small life

To view the garden 

Just meters away

Yet never allow it out to smell the April flowers

I don’t know why I care

It’s a imposture in my bedroom 

Disturbing my silence

When all I want to do is lie here

Empty of everything

Instead I am obsessively watching this pointless creation

Hitting the inevitable barrier 

Then naively going back for more 

I hope if I was ever in its position

I would have the sense to turn the other way

To live out my final hours content within the boundaries 

Of what must seem like a gigantic bedroom

It’s hard to see the wood for the trees

When you are in the trenches

Maybe if I was more of a human 

I would direct it out of its glassy hell

Maybe if I was more of a woman

I could protect it from its inevitable ending

On my window cill 

However I am feeling neither humanly or womanly today

Instead I am enjoying my angry little cell mates company

I watch it from my bed as it spends its last minutes

Full of hope

Bless its stupid little soul

Wresting with the wall

Then eventually surrendering

On the wooden frame

That is now the death pane

No one will lay a flower for angry cruisader

No one cries for the beast with no name

Well these walls

And these words are for you

My friend

The nameless creation 

That died by my window

I am being spoiled @studiomute today.Using the beautiful coyote mic handmade by #ManosBalilakis in Greece and engraved with a coyote

I am being spoiled @studiomute today.Using the beautiful coyote mic handmade by #ManosBalilakis in Greece and engraved with a coyote