The theorists
The atheists
Salvation, the war
What's going on?
Love and good vibes
**** and plastic gloves
Dream homes
Foxes in the garden

The monarch
Black women crying after bad news
The transvestite who walked you home
Aliens and cleopatra's throne

Sport cars, homelessness
Class wars, north and south of the river
Rhythm and dance
Humanity and kindness

Fine clothes
Darwinism, the big bang
5G, netflix and chill
Well worn doors, heirlooms
Green grass

Kissing
Roadworks
Abandoned buildings
Crane dare devils
Adrenaline

Baby talk
Baby speak
Ice-cream mountains
Rabbit, habbit, I've had it!

Awe of a generation
Death in a family
Ancient texts
Who's next?

Meditation
Looking after yourself
Good health
The uncontrollable
The simultaneous
The earth's population
Providence
Headaches and sore bones
Swollen ankles
White wine and wheelchairs

Cigarettes in the morning
Uselessness
The game
Will it ever be the same?

Mum's cooking
Getting head in the late night bar
Colonisation
Genocide
People and peace
Correcting wrongfulness
The downward falling knife
Good and evil
And the upward turning sword

A black girl
A white girl
Bali passion
2 at a time
And the long rolling oddball

Videos of your nieces and nephews
The grave
The cave
Home
And the change

The profound
The dumb
The round
Nutrition and junk food
Fresh air
Skin cells and hair

I went talking to people
Talking to people from everywhere

Even if the world was run by muscle and war
Lies and corruption
Even if it was unjust and wrong, founded by animals
Even if the people were separated, afraid and cynical of each other
And even if everything was instant and unnatural
We still went looking for the soul of man
Like looking for angels in your soup

I left home and came back
And I said I couldn't find it
There was disappointment in my sister's eyes
She spoke in many places, races and faces
Was I still looking for the soul of man?

And the stress grew
The world got harsher
More separate
More afraid
And still the newly conscripted in their already worn gear still bright
With torchlights and walkie talkies
And dreams strapped across their chests
Went looking for the soul of man

Like an eye is meant for seeing, a mouth for speaking
You can't escape it
Everywhere I went
People were looking for the soul of man

Shipwrecks
And Shipwrecks
Within Shipwrecks

Everything was everywhere
It all passed thru my
Eye
My retina unflinching

But where was the water?
That made each the same
And apart
And put the ship back together again?

Is there a place
Where strangers become friends?
Where eyes look innocent again?
I think we could start from there

It scared me how far it had gone...
How important it is to be brave today
To have a light in the dark

How bright it has become

In amongst the Shipwrecks
And Shipwrecks
Within Shipwrecks

How many times
Have I seen you and fled?


But now
I’m ready and waiting
Like a lion
In the grass

Where are you?

Taking some colour in Spain?

Running a restaurant in France?

Spelling your name with a silent letter?

Dancing like linen in the sun?

Moving your body with intelligence


Where are your eyes?

Mine are ready this time

To explode

To travel time


Ready and waiting like a lion in the grass

I dream of a bloom
I sit in preparation in the gloom
And when I hear no sound
Or my head aches
I'm filled with doom

I dig and dig
For any precious sign
All I can hear is the clink clink of hard
Unforgiving Earth

But wait
A quiet secret
Tiny molecules in a summer song
I feel like making love
Samba notes
A blues

You let me know you're still there
However quiet

I dream of a bloom
I dream of a bloom
Like a string
Attached to a hot air balloon

How Wild?

Dear Teresa,

With the luscious thighs
Big eyes
And gap toothed Madonna smile

I've started praying again

I'm in a new room
I can't see the walls or ceiling
But it's bigger
I got a new key cut

Like I said I've started praying again
Not like in boys school
Full of cabinets you don't want to open
But something deeper

I pray for less stress
More peace
Happiness

I feel the sides of the ship
Turning
With my hand and elbow


How wild are these hearts?
What science are they made of?
Is this a start to ending the wars on Earth?

I pray for less stress
More peace
Happiness

Maybe I'm naive
Living within the means given me
A boy ******* his mother's ****
But we're all awake aren't we?
And I know I have a strength untapped


I pray for less stress
More peace
Happiness

Teresa came into the coffee shop
With a baby and the same smile
Still wild

God
I know you provide in this life of mine
This path

I don't know if you're name's Abraham
Whether you're black white green yellow or blue
But it's true

**** said, not everything you want
But what you need

I believe

Thankyou

Thankyou for my life too