Inside, tempests brew for all the quiet I show
Perhaps my discontent has grown wings
living an existence of stress mounds
where time firmly holds all *****.

I dreamed of gulls giving birth while flying
and catching lumps of coal in their claws
the babies fall halfway to the world
and start flying over hills.

That's got my vote for hope in a world
where kindness is a word
and love just a verbose trinket.

the hindrance of seeing the truth
longing to touch the sweet taste
of what they call
sin

you love avoiding me, my 3 am muse
you love grilling me, too
I don't mind these tribulations
because I know of the weekly perk
when clouds burst in their teal dance
and you twirl round the room
alone

that precarious balance of
waiting to topple over prayerful cliffs
in your
special skirt.

May I?
I know you want me to.



Like an insect, jelly in knees
wrists imprisonned in my hands
up against that wall.

Shhh, don't cry out too loud
there's folk nearby
butterfly pinned and we keep it still.

I step out, steam rising in the mirror
did you know I almost fell asleep in there
that enfolding heat
and the calm beneath the surface
where winds are sleeping.

I step out and look into the glass
it calls out a muted syllable my rest can feel
there's no fright, I reach out, my hands to the mirror
and through the prism
and I become light.

You're there with me, on the other side
I swear you've not felt it till you have
and I see you rise from the waters, warm skin
and I watch you from the bed
you dry your supple folds and climb in
we curl up together
into each other, spoons to scoop dreams
and expect nothing.

This is where it gets so lovely
I told you about it long time ago, that fantasy
from another life
when you weren't so scared.

It's the sweetest deluge of hazy softness
and a cocoon of pleasure, swooning ooze
and we float
beyond clouds.

Wee thoughts seem to fall asleep but no, we repose
it storms outside, rain in an unrivaled match
the sun has packed up for the day
and it's still two o' clock.

Can you pierce the density of the cloud
undo the puzzle
stare into the eyes of silence
and find promises wafting that tomorrow will never keep
it assured you, once before
don't count eggs, the shells are crushed for a new colour
it's your patina, a new shade of disappointment
you take care never to entertain.

A nerve is struck when the doorbell rings
and I pull my hand out
of






the mirror.

Palette is a mess, too little paint
why's everyone in a contest?
I'm using spit to mix mine, to make sense
it's a noisy place
who said ambition had to be part of this room?

Crime waves its flag ever higher and crisps break
inside the packet
they didn't say offspring would go on such a spree
of blindness hunger and misdemeanors
Did it have to be via the moon spilling stolen rays
like the broken words you took from my kisses
only to splash on your canvass?

Four wheels are split and a boy freewheels
in the dying sun
while we carry the spikes and hikes
freaking hell, why can't fantasies live?
I think the lies outgrow their skin
and it's time to moult.

There's a man, on a highway inside his head
he won't come out, he's adamant that he's right
but he won't see he's not alone
He fails to see
that not everyone is a monster.

Pretty garden, tiled porch, a well kept home
You've gone away again, this time alone
To see long lost friends and ageing family
Your birthday saw your hearth empty this year.

It's your judgment made us drive past you
It's your itch of befriending younger strangers
leads us to this pitch black spot
But behind the pretty garden eyes, nothing but
grey, graffitied walls and a high call.

Been dreaming of you again
Let's be smart and
make better use of
the floor.

I'm surprised you got it all
everybody needs someone
and now, you got somebody
and I wind me up again
letting some cells die in solo.

A gift was knowing you
and you may not believe
but you have to feel it being reeled.............
in
like the old movies we watched
long stretches on the beach
on overcast days
to hide our scars
from strangers with targets.

Take off your glasses, sweetheart
don't hide (in) your heart
It's only me.