A long cortege of shadows
Slipping past like water
In that groove of purpose
Blind and deaf and dumb to all save gold
Pawns to its deceptive power
Nursed into existence
Tunes of decadence
A brittle dream, a wilful violation of the actual
Streamed into the midnight currents of culture
Membranes of memories
Pathways between ages
Rotating on the planet
Life - Mankind
Nothing but an editorial cartoon
Bouquets Of Barbed Wire
Dazzled by lithium
Cheap chemical tricks, its secret melancholy
Attempts to outwit mortality
A haunted, vengeful lover
Spent the night in my bones
Simply spoke with her skin
Feasting on the void
Beneath this sand shroud
An incubus upon the heart
A shadow upon the brain
Stung the tongue like poisoned air
Burned the lungs without fire
Revelled in its own illusory nature
Doomed to choose
When to choose and when not to choose
A wild impulse  
To protest,
To demand
Innocence

Gypsy

We are but moments in time,
Atoms smashed together.
Formed into transient alliance,
Only to part then reform
Into an endless cycle of renewal.

We survive
Creating memories as we go.
Briefly touching and connecting
With others.

In cognizance of this
All meetings have meaning.

As we smash our way through life,
It’s imperative we connect
And make some sparks

Before we fade away...
Slide into the dark.