If your fingers grew tied
in  rhubarb dye,
home becomes such a refuge.
Like the moon going down the alcove,
a woman suffocates
in the blazing  kitchen.
Homesick in London
marigolds are restful,
let's bury all our desires,
neither have emotions or conflicts,
in the confines of  surreality.

Remember the first photograph
before the cool of summer was spent,
the drench of rainwater presided.
A woman  scorned,
past lovers travail,
come on here's a message in my head,
so we can plant the beating of your heart,
and watch the fields turn green,
wake with pride,
to the banality of bullfrogs shouting,
whilst the war goes on.
With an optic view of a grave,
howling with  blood.

Love never came to my door.
Zephyr away the pain from my face.
How does it feel to be unloved?
To lay ruffled, joylessly.
The schemes I sought are strained,
but don't let me cry.

I know there's a rumor about my dreams,
which grows like a tumor,
spread by a friend I mistook
I need a bath of light
to answer the door,
maybe with luck
lick up to the brimming year.

In the cool of Indian summer,
in the country of leaves,
lit mildew and cobwebs
on the verge,
bespoke sandals on the lane.

Remember who your best friend was?
Now he lies refused
deckled like a bird.
The pages blew, out of proportion.
The broken year will not change,
the kiss of the bright curl of the leaves,
and where was your second chance?

Don't know  where to hide the bodies,
or where that wild smile came from.
But I've got a bad feeling,
the longer this goes on
spots on the Sun will appear
as with gaps on the wall
If there isn't a body
then there's no crime
to support several lives
coming home.

Could have been a contender
through the schemes,
I have dreamed upon,
gardens of poppies
nighttime  shade
against the moonshine.

Hold on to my pensiveness,
open my eyes
forget the time!
Night time changes
before the dawn,
anonymous again
The sky is grey
elbows on dry books, we dreamed

Hope has creaked against my journey
It has crystallized
I stand tall
waiting  for the consequences
having recognized your artillery
from your Alpha _ Bet
I have loved you
in specious time
Now it seems things aren't so strange
I can see my way
from your schematic generalship