Crispy Bits
In a pan
That’s what I am
Without me
The whole
Would be quite bland

I bring it together
I go well with everything
Perhaps
I didn’t know
And still don’t
Everything

But it would be a shame
If I spoke to soon
If I left myself
No more room
Got too dark
Bitter and sour of mood

I’m a crispy bit
In a pan
If I go wild
It better be with calm
And it should be with charm
The kitchen
Is still serving

Like rain on a thirsty day
You’ll be seeing me again

Dear displaced and stolen
I’m so sorry
For all your loss
I could never understand
Tell us how
Let us begin
To live in this world
To live on this land
To care
To understand

The old man
Who destroyed his bed
Shat in it
As if that is what it was meant for

Wasn’t invited to my sisters wedding
He was missing
I’ve been here two weeks
And I’ve avoided contact

I remember the lady with the red hair
And the kids I’d never like
How she held my awesome tennis racket to the ground
   I couldn’t say “You’re going to scratch it!”

I remember he’d be on the phone to her
Sometimes in the toilet
Us kids were just in the rumpus room
As if that is what it was meant for

But I do remember the older boy
With long brown hair
He had CD’s downstairs and he burnt some for me to listen to
   “Rock and roll breeds anarchy” the old man said
       It was all a bit forced

But I remember when this boy pulled out his guitar
Sang a song
And we were all seated outside
This awkward place to be
And I saw the old mans face
How it went still

I am music
I am like water
I am like time
I am like change

Today I said
Love is the way
Before today
I never saw myself getting old
I would die
At some significant age
A number
Just a dreamless void
Dead
Somewhere

But maybe
If love is the way
I’ll be here another day
And another
And another

I felt it this morning
An opening in the ceiling
A gigantic crack in the
Heart of man
Light...
Dreams could and would come true
Love is the way

God calls me home
I can’t wait to go
It’s a new chapter for us
And I’ve got myself a ticket

It will be that summer I was singing about
And we’ll all be around
From where I’m looking
The Earth will be upside down

People round here look vicious
I think it’s the spin
I get tougher
So do they

My mind circles like grey clouds
Fills my pen with that ink
And I stencil the page
Like cracks in the pavement

God calls me home
I can’t wait to go
It’s a new chapter for us
And I’ve got myself a ticket

It will be that summer I was singing about
And we’ll all be around
From where I’m looking
The Earth will be upside down

Like an Opera singer
Behind closed doors
All velvet imagination
I’ll shine this blade, made for salvation

I don’t know how people do it sometimes
But I will and I do
Just like the call coming thru

God calls me home
I can’t wait to go
It’s a new chapter for us
And I’ve got myself a ticket

It will be that summer I was singing about
And we’ll all be around
From where I’m looking
The Earth will be upside down

Labour and Nature
Always at odds
For a time
Everything out of my hands drops

Sparks, friction
And science fiction
Your masterpiece
Can wait