Sun shining in 14 different ways.
Casting shadows in reptiles heads.
Seen combed through glass, yellow.
Today she said “The clouds don’t smile”.

And tomorrow we saw today.
Standing on Arizona canyons.
Green rivers flow in horseshoes.
We always say ‘love’ backwards.

I can see town from here.
The horizon cuts deep.
You hug me back.
We lie down and make believe.

Owls twisting between trees.
Under my teeth and up my sleeve.
The Earth glues to my sleeping tears.
Once forever, always ever you’re near.

Whenever the campfire throws squares.
The sky slithers like the night-time does.
Wisping through our tent towards me.
I’ve been all alone with us in my dreams.

I can see town from here.
The horizon cuts deep.
You hug me back.
We lie down and make believe.
Make believe.
Make believe.

Some days I say.
"Lets wake up again"
Take walks in each others arms today.
Hold hands together.
Under blankets.
On a sniffle-nosed December.
Forget the world.
Sleep in the snow.
Burrow in scattered leaves.
Slate blue flares pink.
Squeeze ourselves into the sky.
Whitest wonder where to think.
1992 to 1993.
I was a younger me.
Too small to see.
It was too cold to dream.
Hot coco at home.
Bunk-beds and snowflake views.
A boy all alone.

Arctic colours in my hair.
Supposed rings of fruition.
Halve what we have.
In half, falling together.
Nice turned fake. Lifeless Face
Lakes belate a frozen chalice.
Turned green with envy.
Savage crushed, powdered lattice.
Exit to entrance, an end to my dreams.

Thunderstorms over happiness.
Sunshine behind her eyelids.
Horse and cart stained with emptiness.
Swimming through strands of hair.

We wrapped her in blankets.
Let her sleep in cotton wool.

None of my friends are coming home.
They’re too busy sleeping.
I’ve fallen awake and woke asleep.
Reality’s just another feeling.
False idols & complete cornerstones.
I’ve given everything.
Spirits and bodies call upon light.
To transcend almost anything.

Smudges on film.
Booklets to memories.
I won’t, I Will.
Turn over pages to find our reveries.
Rolls of tape.
Boxes with old books.
Photograph an old face.
And colour in lines we mistook.
For comfort.

Never change, just do it.
Complicate needs to breath deep.
See happiness as a risk.
Fill up spaces where bodies meet.
Friends can’t ever not be.
So I stand outside in wait.
No time to not be you and me.
I place my faith in day old hate.
Let’s walk forever.
But never move.

the tapered tree belongs to you

such a sweet orchid, the apple of my eye

encircle your mind and let me die

let me spit on you, the blackest of blue

The tip-less needle, dragging across my skin, blunt, like the madness of absinthe;

Relentless, jabbing at my brain, the voices echoing, telling me things of wonder;

Hallucinations of dullness, caring only of wonder, luminous, re-dead of pulse;

Walls melt, bold, engraved, proud, yet fruitless of sin, constant grin, the joy of absinthe;

Priest I have sinned, yet I enjoy it so much, that marvelous taste that somehow transforms;

Health, life, family, don’t matter anymore, I nod in joy, is addiction a bad thing?

The green liquid somehow turns to nothing, the smell, perfume-like;

Trickle down my throat, cold yet pleasant, I lay letting it reform my mind,

At the very least, I could say I don’t care about life, but I would be lying;

Absinthe is my only real friend, all those lifeless things out there, are they my friends?

Laying looking into the dull yet seemingly intricate blank wall of glass;

I look into the dead eyes of the green fairy, she lip-syncs what seems to be ‘Do it.’

Terror illuminates throughout my body, I lick my perfumed lips, wondering;

Darkness changes to white, the white changes to darkness;

My life is deep like the waters of deception in a toilet of misery and hate, spiraling downward into the septic tank of destruction;

Colours stand out, seem to glow like fireflies, my world seems to spin;

Voices seem to laugh and giggle, I join in, hoping they are laughing with me;
I am feeling the effects of the green fairy again, heavenly greatness descending upon my numb body;

featureless eyes propel borderline perverseness

my finger breaks sharply as i press record

the phone line stretched of its own accord

stop and pause but don't turn back

a whimpering couch held up by ropes

emulsified beginnings of dreams and hopes

she paints pain, holes lead to nowhere

lesions torn, shriveled stalk, i care

my shell broken, becomes hair, i tear

***** from my eyes into her mouth

an acetate surfaces to the edge of my mind

i cant speak or see, for i am blind

ink, blood and snot slick my skin

my mirror haunted by the perspex grin

grab hold but the wrists are thin

broken

crushed

swept under

dead

you mean nothing

Throw the ball further/

Further than me/

Deeper, Deeper /

Deeper than me/

You waste time talking/

This statement is false/

Your indecision/ completes me

Slow down/

You're going too fast/

Slow down/

You're moving too fast/

I can't give this up/

I can't/

Give this up/

reverend, hold on to yours heathers

pay homage in…

cold handshakes, several different when

shades weigh the same together

pretty present in existence

since sense began…

priests dressed in electric black shells

figurine sand to ocean bell sickness

pushing gapes

pulling weight

praise and break

point and gaze

motormouth mona and water without europa

wont causeway why…

mind, body, soul and soda

your holy holes in water cry souls and cola

jade green ***** curdled in cloth

terrorise terracotta blue…

his scissor cynicism floating down deep

too far in thoughts honed in drunken sleep

rotten down faith

mustard and grapes

horses in hays

the churchbell face

sipped tears in a moody blues foot

heavens name

boredom, chair tippin’ lemon gums loose

sevens straight

one is day

horned rims and your empty plates

passing on passing on passing on shoes

passed out passion with the stuff you use

no collide no collide no sliding streams

wont bother anyone but simply confuse

kholum bala froze dog brush minds

chrome collars punching trees and diamond vines

woke up at your stomach and started to sink

doesnt it look like someones had too much to think

man/woman, father/mother, sister/brother

simply cut curtains at every corner, hastily turn

to your side and roll onto the edge of your forwardness

diagonally push a fist backward from a snowy pitch

roll ten thousand times in a smooth fabric yaw

and **** down the barrel of my jaw

It's all a choice

The simple things

Car parks full with disgust

You breath at which the rhythm you bring

I'm growing older

And this house isn't getting any colder

I'm growing up

And this life isn't what it once meant to me

The picnics and benches

They rise and they fall

Seasides and sandcastles

We sat on the wall

Together, and now its OK

We stare aimlessly and talk everyday

You never did

But I missed you today

It's in the pragmatics

The air and the semantics

Ribbons leashed to my tongue

Hopelessly inadequate hapless passionate

Stretched, quick, gone now, faded

I see you on the mind of other peoples faces

Now it's just dissolution

Diluted into an illusion

I'd watch my step

Because it's going off further than the edge

Older than dust

I made you a card

Then you went and smiled

As the pages came apart

I sat by myself

Drinking no beers

Watching Gibberish

Why am I here?

I thought we were

Just old news

Some stupour and daze

Made from lust and *****

Eyes across rooms

Sit down and talk to you

You lean over and whisper

"I love you too"

Something got to you

And I'm not frowning anymore

Something you knew

You didn't know before

I lay alone in a hotel room, 7:14

I sung no forgotten sonnet. Honestly

Picked up the phone and screamed

Threw a bundle of papers against the wall

Killed my sleep and murdered my intuition

Pushed my bed into the ocean. Just listened

Young. 21. Hands on heart. Outspoken truth

+ 2, 23. That's me. No use scratching an itch

I wander 4 corners. Sunken refuse extends

Curtain covered window life from the outside in

Kept it clotted. Your advances were knotted in rope

But I slowed down. Peeled back and removed the wound

Took a tumble inside. Let the dream die

Wilted in agony. Placed my feet onto the cold stone floor

I'm not me anymore. I payed for this, yes?

It was then I took a life, an idea. Just like I haven't said...

Everyone hates this hyperbole
"Get A Job" Such an intrusion
You pull down a ski mask
Moving across the floor
Your movements become words
"You wouldn't if I didn't"
Pile of sticks on the staircase
Close enough for me to see
Such a disclosure you defend
I weep for you and myself
Becoming an object fixed in place
Empty, hopeless, confused
My absence is my entrance
Wet dreams and apartments locked
The keys hang up on the Christmas tree
You taste the water knowing I'll always be me

woken by the cloaked coalition in the early mornings of spring
previous energy diminished on succeeding in infinite failure
that i can't complain or repair, how long is the string
that holds the superseded means of success to your
self annexed left to mature in a golden process
indifference fulfilling best dressed veneer polished
frightened conversationalist demolished hopeless hope-less
view on your own facetious breath of galactic knowledge

False memories and track marks pave your arms
Sudden revolt of youth pressurised to fail
Painkillers doubled and stacked for a head to slumber
Soft heads and dead leg spasm attack pillow piddles in *****
Fictitious tesla coil blue breath mortifys mortality
And your goggles won't fog out the underwater current miscellaneous
Digital tectonic pushing ideas you brainstorm
Shadowed reluctance to consume the musk of infrared roses
This romance is one that was jealous of itself
Pre-divorced in its own certainty on incompatibility
Basin top full too top heavy to predict precarious
Living in a shaded sense of erased memory lapses continuing truth
Toward magnificent still life categorised by perdition
Forward thinking ruby gold phong shaded hatred quantum conversate Unthinkable
Nebula of gas
Face first head in hands
Euthanasia between my thighs crush my head
Choked neck
Throat
Strangle me and give me breath
I roll and the conductor pulls apart my mouth
Diseased by euphoria lips separate and teeth show
Pupils land home and iris jumps ship
Perfume gum dry bitter butterfly kiss
Head held back in place tongue falls back into the razor-front of the mouth
Caution held simultaneous irrelevant body load carries my smile
Jump knee deep into the silence of my own lungs
It's been a while
I breath vindictively in time with the respiration of the country
Somewhere out in the hexagon sun I burn candles and whisp
Hold in smoke
Die
Twitch forward in palliative peace motionless and still
Cuspids and lochs
Spread across the grass the harmony touches yours and mine
A hole and whole dream
Conscious and dead
Content
Voices rattle in unified mono-chromidity
Sadness
Carrion