Them
I fed him
the grapes I
should have given
you
he liked them
+ his skin
was soft
like a patting
animal
I hope one day
your snow won't
melt to find
your bones
unguarded
those pretty girls
with pom pom scarves
+ fluro colours
with plaits + weaves
+ fingernails
I crocheted my name
but spelt it wrong
she seemed ok
maybe a little melancholy
her boyfriend
ran off with
a Greek girl
on the isle of
Greece
in isolation
without
her
that didn't bother her
it was his
green teeth
that
did
it.
we blend
indifferently +
without the knowledge
of knowing
we hit our
wickets but we
didn't mind our
stumps
my friend
with the sweet eyes
can we ever be
altogether
with my past + my
future wrapped in
my words
+ doubt
+ wonder
that anyone would
embrace me
if they knew
my outsides don't match
my insides
we are not
simpatico
Him
we built
big crashing
orange clouds
out of
transistor radios
on lonely roads
on long drives
do you remember
long drives?
radio on yellow
sunset orange
clothes yellow
sky warm day
we stretched on
forever
Roy Orbison knew
that
he sang along
all his painful
splinters
+ lullabies
my smudged
cheeks
your burnt
edges
only knowing
what's
gone by
only knowing
minute
I do not
believe your
kind words
can save me
this time
my weak soul
has used your
love too long
to fight battles
+ angels + bulldust
I have a
heart
I have been saving
like good clothes
+ afterthought
for times like these
(but it will get dirty)
your voice
sits quietly
in open fields
patient +
dainty
like so many times
before
never quite
knowing
when I'll return
with bags of sighs
needing your answers
urgently
your jaw like the soldiers'
tells me beware but your
eyes come apart at the seams
we fall apart together
onto coffees + cold floors
your hair tied pretty my
flowers done
blooming for moments
dissolving like shadows
or slow-moving vehicles
in fast lanes
the time is beating us
the gravity is pulling
our strings + our ties
+ our bows
let the
sky
spill
the heaven
wept
+ all the
cold
shoulders
in
shivers
melt
let our
hearts
bleed
against
violet
past
let our
hearts
spill
to open
cheeks
to
flush
I
could
have
fed
you
my
tears
(but
they
were
salty)
your whispers
(give me a headache)
he howled
endlessly to caressing
dark-lit nights
angels falling skyward
leaves falling night
we bolstered our
winter coats for
thick skies + fog
our billy cans were
empty
our feet entwined
you grew
voracious
I grew
larger
two of us at
evening's end
plotting thick
goodbyes
your words were boring
but they came out
beautifully
big crashing
orange clouds
out of
transistor radios
on lonely roads
on long drives
do you remember
long drives?
radio on yellow
sunset orange
clothes yellow
sky warm day
we stretched on
forever
Roy Orbison knew
that
he sang along
all his painful
splinters
+ lullabies
my smudged
cheeks
your burnt
edges
only knowing
what's
gone by
only knowing
minute
I do not
believe your
kind words
can save me
this time
my weak soul
has used your
love too long
to fight battles
+ angels + bulldust
I have a
heart
I have been saving
like good clothes
+ afterthought
for times like these
(but it will get dirty)
your voice
sits quietly
in open fields
patient +
dainty
like so many times
before
never quite
knowing
when I'll return
with bags of sighs
needing your answers
urgently
your jaw like the soldiers'
tells me beware but your
eyes come apart at the seams
we fall apart together
onto coffees + cold floors
your hair tied pretty my
flowers done
blooming for moments
dissolving like shadows
or slow-moving vehicles
in fast lanes
the time is beating us
the gravity is pulling
our strings + our ties
+ our bows
let the
sky
spill
the heaven
wept
+ all the
cold
shoulders
in
shivers
melt
let our
hearts
bleed
against
violet
past
let our
hearts
spill
to open
cheeks
to
flush
I
could
have
fed
you
my
tears
(but
they
were
salty)
your whispers
(give me a headache)
he howled
endlessly to caressing
dark-lit nights
angels falling skyward
leaves falling night
we bolstered our
winter coats for
thick skies + fog
our billy cans were
empty
our feet entwined
you grew
voracious
I grew
larger
two of us at
evening's end
plotting thick
goodbyes
your words were boring
but they came out
beautifully
we meet
today
like two
aftermaths
about to
begin
hello
+ my heart
fades to
all of the
colours
it lost over
years
+
I will
spill you
my colours
I will
eat all
your
words
I will
tell you
the things
I have never
been
I am but
one
small
moment
undone
fast
we split our differences
+ walked away
arms up
soles bared
slivers of welcome eagles
nightmares of eaglerock
uneaten ice-cream
digested swallows
all our lives in a flood
on the floor
all unopened + bleeding
our arms like passengers
our mouths like gnomes
he smelt different to me
like burnt hair
I remember thinking
who's this shadow + sword
in the dreamtime
in the dreamtime
when our spirits were
like wind whips
our hearts pink
our lips full
we'd drink at the river's edge
like white stallions
we held hands
+ the silent
watchers
bordered by the
peppermint fog
lit the stage light
lit the falling
fog
lit the rage
inside the
oil rig
that cruised at dawn
that left the
memories
down by the lake
the pungent odour
forceful +
full of fervor
the dim light
never reaching
heaven
he slept
heavy
like floodlights
drenching a
cold
night
his eye fitful
his screams like
angry seagulls
pulling waves
pulling punches
on angry
shores
we split our differences
+ walked away
arms up
soles bared
slivers of welcome eagles
nightmares of eaglerock
uneaten ice-cream
digested swallows
all our lives in a flood
on the floor
all unopened + bleeding
our arms like passengers
our mouths like gnomes
he smelt different to me
like burnt hair
I remember thinking
who's this shadow + sword
in the dreamtime
in the dreamtime
when our spirits were
like wind whips
our hearts pink
our lips full
we'd drink at the river's edge
like white stallions
we held hands
+ the silent
watchers
bordered by the
peppermint fog
lit the stage light
lit the falling
fog
lit the rage
inside the
oil rig
that cruised at dawn
that left the
memories
down by the lake
the pungent odour
forceful +
full of fervor
the dim light
never reaching
heaven
he slept
heavy
like floodlights
drenching a
cold
night
his eye fitful
his screams like
angry seagulls
pulling waves
pulling punches
on angry
shores
Her
I miss
her pink perfume
it made
my bathroom
feel like a holiday
even when she
was gone
Travel
undeterred I
struggled with the
absurdities presented
abroad
the filthy oceans +
in-mates on random
rations
the dirty seagulls
the city stench
brought in on rainy
days +
bus stop terminals
on strike
I forged my insecurities
+ ill-bred tendencies
I shook my head
the people
they never strained necks
to see old-fashioned
folk
ladies in old rags
old ones with ugly faces
hosing houses at dawn
+ that's just it
the trampoline that sits
on green grass in
green fields with
wet feet
that no-one touches
all our painted brushes
spirited tunes
geckoes in our ears
in dark rooms
on dark dark nights
I hoped to find
company in strangers
but I found
strangers
you spilt
your War
on good shorts
+ sun-filled
settings
floating in
still
environments
the boulders
of insignificance
looming
on green gardens
Upstate
on Sunday drives
in June
the back-pack
of sorrow
a parishioner's
tune
Him
his life is too large, too giant
too massive, to
fit in his small wheelbarrow
they made
they made
him
golden
(so you couldn't
miss him)
they made him
golden
(though they
needn't
have)
he ate watermelon
at odd intervals
+ gypsy food
for dinner
he twisted cigarettes
for human
emotion
I captioned the
wind but he
found parenthesis
useless
he strung clothes
on idle thoughts
+ resisted the
resistence
we bottled all
his smiles for
later use
he bottled
pickles.
Lie
your words have
come back at you
again
just as you sent them
laden
I have come
to tell you
you know the truth
though I'm sure
you can't escape it.
let us
rip all our
whispers
from mouths
not
yet
open
at least
all the sounds
I make
are my
own
to wait
is to die
every
pause
endlessly
present
me your smiles
on an open platter
with apples surround
look for me
as I search for the truth
underground
the flicker
of truth
coming + going
at evenings'
end
when lights
grow weary
when words
can't fight
the haze
when blue
hearts
beat doors
+ anchors
+ truth
is like the
moon
waning
I do not
believe
your
truths
you do
not
believe
my
lies
I must
hide my truths
behind your
scars
you tell me
rescue the heralded
future
he spent pennies
on looking at things
I gnawed your face
for answers
I found
teeth.
to wait
is to die
every
pause
endlessly
present
me your smiles
on an open platter
with apples surround
look for me
as I search for the truth
underground
the flicker
of truth
coming + going
at evenings'
end
when lights
grow weary
when words
can't fight
the haze
when blue
hearts
beat doors
+ anchors
+ truth
is like the
moon
waning
I do not
believe
your
truths
you do
not
believe
my
lies
I must
hide my truths
behind your
scars
you tell me
rescue the heralded
future
he spent pennies
on looking at things
I gnawed your face
for answers
I found
teeth.
Nature
wind
my dear fellow
your rush
excites me
on cold days
when windows
are hidden
in clouds
clouds
crossed today
my wet mouth
was ready
thirsty
flat out trying
to be
still
salvation
comes in
camouflage
hey let's take
out the car load
for a spin
the urban sprawl
will save your weary
soul
all the island picnickers
in plaid
feeding pigeons orange
things
I could have built
my castle here
but the
land
it doesn't sit still
hello myself
I've found you
(warm embrace)
warm the wind found
recovering ground
midnight + angel
the air parts
to infinity
crisp is all that's felt
warm + crisp
like sugarade
there's a
blackout
today
+ it's thundering rain
+ dark
+ beautiful
like some Jnolan cave
the grey sidewalks
laid bare to lonely souls
walking +
stalking
the rain
finding old loves
new flames
as the
temperature fell
to new heights
my limbs grew tired
chasing the
wins and the losses
of sunshine
the full bloom of
Winter
too aching
life
came tumbling
across fields
too swollen
from thick rain
and dark clouds
made trenches
that only
lost souls
could fathom
you fall
forgotten
through ages
and black dust
finsing no
solid truths
to hold onto
(but these
branches are
yours)
nature
saves you often
in small ways
a wink
a smile
an ice-cream van
on a lonely corner
the sun has
come
nestled into
corners
a glowing rendition
of symphonies + such
the birds attached
a warm embrace
of earth
the unanswered
unanswered
a sunlust
come shall you
feed me
one bowl of
rain
one bucket of
sundust
a world of
star
yellow comes
in two shades
sometimes
when Autumn's passed
and all the
hills and mountains
shed their trees
and fly
youcanseetotheendoftheworld
sometimes
don't forget
the world is
breaking
only now for
moment
the breeze
means
nothing to me
today
it's shy brush
unanswered
no windswept
passion
could
sweep me
no green grass
today
today
I have
no significant others
no cheerio
no that's a pretty
dress
just me +
the wind
not getting on
even then
i knew
the
dandelion breath
would quit
one day
I am
lost
today
in absence
free-falling nowhere
tumbling in
shadows
that once played
as friends
all the creased
sorrows
an accordion mask
warm the wind found
recovering ground
midnight + angel
the air parts
to infinity
crisp is all that's felt
warm + crisp
like sugarade
there's a
blackout
today
+ it's thundering rain
+ dark
+ beautiful
like some Jnolan cave
the grey sidewalks
laid bare to lonely souls
walking +
stalking
the rain
finding old loves
new flames
as the
temperature fell
to new heights
my limbs grew tired
chasing the
wins and the losses
of sunshine
the full bloom of
Winter
too aching
life
came tumbling
across fields
too swollen
from thick rain
and dark clouds
made trenches
that only
lost souls
could fathom
you fall
forgotten
through ages
and black dust
finsing no
solid truths
to hold onto
(but these
branches are
yours)
nature
saves you often
in small ways
a wink
a smile
an ice-cream van
on a lonely corner
the sun has
come
nestled into
corners
a glowing rendition
of symphonies + such
the birds attached
a warm embrace
of earth
the unanswered
unanswered
a sunlust
come shall you
feed me
one bowl of
rain
one bucket of
sundust
a world of
star
yellow comes
in two shades
sometimes
when Autumn's passed
and all the
hills and mountains
shed their trees
and fly
youcanseetotheendoftheworld
sometimes
don't forget
the world is
breaking
only now for
moment
the breeze
means
nothing to me
today
it's shy brush
unanswered
no windswept
passion
could
sweep me
no green grass
today
today
I have
no significant others
no cheerio
no that's a pretty
dress
just me +
the wind
not getting on
even then
i knew
the
dandelion breath
would quit
one day
I am
lost
today
in absence
free-falling nowhere
tumbling in
shadows
that once played
as friends
all the creased
sorrows
an accordion mask
Other
it is 3:30pm
+ the hum
of an afternoon
that ponders
lingers
laconically
with slow
drawl
the magpies
abating
their breath
a fog of
high humidity
a wet blanket
of warm
optimism
on a doomsday
afternoon
the heady
weight of
wet air
+ warmth
I stick to
papers +
skin +
more
too heavy
to turn my
head
air cement
he tips his
head to show
me all the
scars
right round the back
all the way to the front
like a can of worms
like zipper city
like spilt milk
but he seems quite happy
'bout that
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