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Sep 2022

beth fwoah dream

where the night carries her silence,
her greys the bridging dome of sky,
her stones their blossomed ridge-

the moon’s half-circle bends
amid cloud, steps in
staccato, where the
stars can’t be seen;

i am less than the cloud
and the sky,
hardly breathing,
moon-ghosts in my hair,
moon-opals in my belly.

#loving #you

Sep 2022

Elliot

Us Suicidal People

We don’t see the carrots to be cut,
We see the sharp knife that could cut us.

We don’t see the bridge,
We see the other side of the railings.

We don’t see painkillers,
We see medication we could drown ourselves in.

We don’t see the train,
We see the tracks we could lay on.

We don’t see the nice view,
We see the cliff's edge we could jump off.

#suicide #depression #mental #illness

Jun 2022

S Smoothie

Pain is a Memory

In the hollow inside my soul

Rattling around a cage

scraping yet more and more flesh

I dont go down those steps anymore

But I can feel you scratching at the door

Dragging every sweet moment into the abyss of bitter

And the salt of my tears crystallised long ago

With nothing but dust to offer

The ocean of tears still drown me

And resurrection feels neither glorious or healing

Such long tendrilled fingers

Frightened to let go

I might have forgotten you

But you won't let me

Until you take every part of me for yourself

But I still walk forwards

And every day I will get further

And you will be but a pin *****

In my new tomorrow

And despair will forget my name

Jun 2022

S Smoothie

Suspended

Warm Grazes
smudge your thumb print
across bated lips

Rolling vapours
Of breath intermingled

Souls reaching for eachother's atmosphere

Beats call out in tandem
Secret Desires wrapped up in eachother's hearts

It was only meant to be an innocent kiss

A hovering of possibilities

One moment of soft mallowed bliss
Timid delving lip tips

A universe of possibilities hung there

Waiting for tasting

But lines had already been drawn
across thier stars

Star crossed
Eyes locked

Aniticipation of realising fantasy

Raging Hopes fade with dawning truths

And then it hits them
The coming to of senses
Heart breaking reality

A crowded room
Suddenly ****** into
a world of strangers

Along a forbidden path
A loveapple left on the vine

Unplucked and overripe
seeping with the juice of if onlys

Oh, what could have been?

If Eve had been restrained and
Adam a less jealous fool

As a consequence
Sweet lips lay bare
a longing pair

Untasted

Wasted...

Jan 2022

Irving MacPherson

Blues by Moonlight

Picking nasty notes
Not the yellow ones
That stare back at you right
Before you open the fridge-door
But, blue ones that wave to my ear
Under the moon that is
Breaking through the picture window
Notes in the air, notes expressing despair
The moon shines for no one
It is late, no traffic
The radiator hisses and ticks and pops
Trying hard to vocalize between plucked notes
Mighty vibrations vibrating
Blues dark blue, blues light blue
Blues hurting, angry, breaking free
Into a turquoise green-blue sea
Back to the black of night
With the moonlight and a salty tear on ones cheek

Phil the Harp man