smiles dilute
the air and sun
laughter sparkles
splash rainbows
in your eyes
hazy blankets
blurring lines
pray
take me back
to golden times

so banal
pointless
empty
endless and mindless toil
for a lord
with no head

solitary flower
paints the sky
the church
bears the canvas

some uncoloured sane
a face in the frame
with a shoe for a home
a wind-swept alone
a light in your face
from an undisclosed place
you can sit and just stare
a no-one and no-where

strange seed
drifts over crooked hill
cold dream

the art of indulgence
sweeping a tear to one side
a face dramatically glazed
I turned
and turned
one time
one space
spoke of devils and witches
but found nothing
to harbour the truth

the crow emerges
picking at the hollow bones
of my life
the darkness trembles
with fear
the staring abyss
the eyes of the wolf
you liken me
to a frozen rose
i cry the wakefulness
into tears of dreams
this thing that rises
from the ashes
a terrible thing
disturbed in the dark
no longer sleeps

The echo of Alsatians barking in the dark; the alley resounding their straining. The plume as the guard lights another cigarette and sways slowly in his charge. The blossom of a firework snow-beam overhead shakes a shower of dead fireflies from the blackness.

there is no light
like a dying light
a light in the dark
in the dark
at night

the sultan
of a newborn sky
awakens the dawn
in the blink
of an eye

the ******, the strains
the sway and the bob
oh poor saddle
the bouncing, the grinding
the rider's frantic behind!
the thumping gallop
the giddy rhythm
the pull and the jut
the pounding pounding
the rider's menacing ****!
the razor breeze and the mud
the richest green grass
oh God, the rider's boney ***!
no more I beg
please let this pass
oh lord oh god
that boney ***!

this?
no peace
strange dream
only solace
empty chamber

time pirouettes
in shadows
the tear curtain
folds
fate dangles
the fretful gasps
of life
in the grey

tired star
in the sky
a final blink
walking ghosts
at dream's edge

to grasp of me
would be no use
my form flows
a river loose
whenever bound
however tight
i am forever
the jewel
of night

under pretentious rooftops
feigning emphatically
in rapid bursts
pouring sorrowful flames
in unhurried aghast
putrid ingrates
shouting
hailing
for something
alternative

unsung delight
at the bidding
of night
stirs a brief slight
of reverie
traversing the tapering peaks
of forgetful mountains

waking from nightmares
subdued in broken dreams
humanity drips towards stars
wax figures
near an open fire

your face in my sleep
singing ballads of light
weaves candles
from teardrops
the eternal
in sight

your gleaming beads
veil the playground of youth
across this sparkling frame
merriment ripples
across incipient reflections
of inchoate dreams
lost in meadows of memories
forever unseen

your sun drowns
in the sea
your silhouette
becomes a statue
it wept
i kiss the weeping
your statue
becomes a shadow
it wept
tears seep
from the dark
i kiss the dark
your shadow-statue
becomes the night
the crying night