I wandered the desert wasteland
A pack of burning sun on my back
It tore my eyesight in two

Oases loomed and dissolved
Nothing but blue sky overhead
And circling scavengers

Helium shot to my brain
The taste of tainted blood
And numbing wounds

A whisk of alpine pollen
The whisper of the wind
Bowed heads and unheard murmurs
And the songs to cleanse their sins

The casket enters ground
We seal the doors unmade
Grind through the formalities
And shuffle our separate ways

The breath of breezy flowers
The scent of reveries
The many hundred hours
We spent in drudgery

Gone high and low in hunger
Dim tides and hues and aches
The earth shut off forever
and in the death of wake–––

I watched your eyes open in joy
I watched them shut in shame
Time gave you less than all my years
and leaves me crying in vain

One-time policy

Took me off the heels of summer
Plunged me into the arctic lakes
Made a while in the company of whales
Grasping their goals tight

One-time policy

Graded in time by curving up
Trite in the trepidations of man
Flight in the wires and dire in its soles
Dry up the rivers in my eden

It's just a scratch

Pack up the tyres and grip my heart
Taken in the wings of an ethereal siren
Opulence in the labels and my sight
Greeting my memories

Gorge on life

And in the chasm of eternity I wonder
Seeing the slit of sky and pondering all essence
Shriek like ravens and pour trifles in
Gentle flowing of slopes on the rise–––––

Wait
There's something coming

A twinkle somewhere far away
A sparkle in the distance
You'd always run for it notwithstanding
All the pain and hurt for falling

Maybe the caricatures were true enough
Maybe you were always crying
Maybe I never saw it real
Or maybe you really were lying

Yesterday

I felt the first whips of cotton
breath on my philtrum
dancing into my nostrils
piercing my mind

Whitewash and mild breeze
I turned my head and tried
******* in an inhalation
baring my teeth

Grit
and noise
Burn
and shatter
Divulge
and scream
Tears
and blood

Time
flowing beyond my veins
into the abyss of eternity
eternity

Treading softly they
smuggled into my soul
pandoras of guilt
giving me brief glints

Underneath some semi-heavy sandalphon wings
grime and some dusty tomes
undulating like streams and whispering waves
I spotted the angel star
Like every snow fall I had before.

The lines on her flesh
The slightly closing eyes
The breath
Just barely

Everyday I'd wait for you at the top of the stairs
Hiding in the shadows as the morning glare peeked through
Shining on the boxes that I had stacked up in the night
While I gnawed on my hunger

You'd come up for several minutes
Whisper to me in our stolen time
Let me smell you all over in brief embraces
And then leave

Moments in the breaks of my lightwatch
Nights and the descent of the wolves on the hunt
The scent of dusk and the ever blinking stars
And the creaking of bicycles treading through the woods

I'd look you all over in the darkness of the moon
Taste the weariness through the souls in our eyes
Mildew and the chirps of homecoming birds
Warming our bodies in unison

The whips of sunshine would come again
We'd scramble away from each other
Dislodging our joints and other such things
Tightening the knots

Every fragment I'd wait for your silhouette
Luminance granting me brief glimpses
Drawn through the curtains of prying eyes
And the numerous opuses creasing our hearts

The dots of Orion in the amber snow
Greeting our hands and chalking the rain
Pyres of pain make the distances scarce
And burrowing in my chest we'd sit
Burning in the ashes of twilight.

The butterflies take off
The oceans swell and crash
Trenches dissolving into sand

The forest bursts with splendour
All the delights of the world
Shining the glory of the day

Buds just before the bloom
Breathing through their succulent lips
Peeking out into the sun

The eyes of the storm meet
Colliding and merging together
Sharing their inner peace

And the cores of the universe
Kissing into all energy
Melding from the warmth

Light from the ever-earth
Motions of life from within
And no tangible darkness.

Take off your clothes, you said

Morning
The light simmering in
Sneaking up on our sleeping souls
Waking us gently
Making you moan

The breeze
Through the boughs that we
Had spent the night rocking all over
In jubilation
Quietly

Meandering
The streams washing off
The dirt and grime of our happiness
Rolling down
Evanescent

And the moon
Lighting our nights
And the next nights
And the ones after
Ever smiling

I could close my eyes
Lose them
Feel only your breath
Peeling at my skin
And the scent of love
Creeping around me

How I could deny my infatuation
In the arms of the goddess
Joyfully lulling me to sleep

The ice on the river thins
and it's time to go home

We'd always take the longer way home
Entwining our scarves together and holding hands
Only parting at the crossroads, when I'd stand on the mound
And watch as you skipped away.

The barn and its hay
Always tickled my nose
Its rats climbing the walls easily
While we giggled beneath their posteriors

Holidays in the summer when
Fields bathed in the sunset scorched our heads
Bellies full of peaches and innocent love
And the little kisses we'd give

The rain pours through the leaves and
We find the roots of an old tree
Sit to huddle together and sneeze
Licking the water off each other

Bliss and yesterdays
Treats to my heart
While I sit here and wait
Wait for something to happen
Wait for you to come back
As I watch you skip away.

We went stargazing yesterday
The prairies of light shining our way
Watching the comets and the sky rise
But I always prefer watching you

The clouds buffeted and the birds whistled
Their pathways home lighted by the dusk
As shimmers of light sparkled in our eyes
Illuminating our souls together

Then the aurora spread its essence
Beacons of hope exploding in our hearts
Waves of trepidation gave way to awe
And the hammers of reality ceased

For a few moments in life I think
Tamed by nature and spoiled by love
Echoes of my memories resound in your head
As we watch the dyeing world coloured by rain.

They pay me

You come trudging along
Lugging your baggage as always
Smiling with your dancing eyes
But solemn in greeting

I watch as you
Unpack, stack everything neatly
Turn over to embrace me
Change

Walks that we take
Across the city
Gambling in the notion of being seen
Absent from the thoughts of those we know

I fire up
And tear down
Past the railway stations
Lewd laughter ringing my way
And the whispers down the darkened corridors
How I've lived with them

You pay me a last glance and
Retreat with the rest of the crowd
And I watch as you leave
Watch for the trickling specks of light
Darting from your darkest hair

I wait
Until they pay me again

It's the
Last day

Tomorrow they said they'd come for you
Sure I believe they'll be on time
They always are

Then I suppose they'll take you to some
****-house in the middle of nowhere
Work you till you drop and
Die

Underneath all that grimy face and ***** hands you
Still grin at me in that childish act
Waving maggots in my face

Tomorrow they'll come take you somewhere
I don't know what to do with the cash
But it'll feed the other kids enough

It's the
Last day

Thought I'd give you a treat
Went to the outside and brought back
Some meat
Chucked it in the fire
Let it singe for a bit
You gnawed on it like chocolate

Tomorrow they'll come take you away
And there's nothing I can do about it.

It's raining
Beastly thudding down on the warped iron
Time and universe spinning on the axes of doubt
And we dance like there was no other way out of it

It's raining
Slipping down the courtyard of breeze
Climbing the ascension to the mountains of the gods
Scaling the pits of our own little daemonium

It's raining
Ringing in my ears there are
Yellowed jackets and fighting roars
Decrepit words of the random past

It rains
Like thunder and lightning make no sense
Pouring into the concrete jungles and sealing
Sentience in its benevolent hands

Spiders grasp our flesh
Tear it apart
Who would say otherwise?
Take it and rend
Rend and grate

Whispers of the darkness
resound in my head.

She stands on the edge
Watches the setting sun
Tells me the stories of a
Faded and distant past
Many memories away

Her frock billows and I
Catch a glimpse of a dyed tear
Dissipating into the wind

Like thunder she has
Captivated the hearts of people
Taken in their minds and
Turned the tide in her hands

But nothing for me
Nothing like that in the darkness
Nothing like the heaviness of drink
After the throbbing of the head begins

She smiles and
Taking me in with her eyes
Tilts her head slightly to show

Earrings dangling in the light
Sparkle against the dying sun
While we watch the stars shining

She turns to watch the shoot
Flapping in the universe as it
Plummets to its death

And I am just that to her
Disappearing and forever
Longing to stay
But effervescent
Evanescent
Discontent

She stands on the edge
Watches the setting sun
Turns away from me

She's all I would ever want
And she is nothing.

Tilt your strings lightly
Burn the candles out of the way
Twist the cables, light up the fluorescence
Close the curtains, pull away the sheets

Try the essence, aim for the skies
Dissect the absence and tear apart the lies
Grip the tightness and the fear of all things between
Hold the silence, the beyond and unseen

Frayed at the seams at the dirge of time
Sliding to the winds and creasing at the sighs
Opening to the ocean while the echoes of light
Bury the effervescent chides of numbered sights

Chalk up words, try the triremes
Gauge the haphazard

Loosen the covers
Army of evanescence
Gyrating in the day

Pull on the notes, try them
Jake in everlasting, hunt
Price on the run, freedom in disguise
Take my urban pain
and torment my supplies.

Flowers of tomorrow

She takes to the fields with less than a goodbye
Embracing all the soul of the sun, wind, sky

Silhouettes as we are left in the shadow of the door
The cover of all bright lights giving us solitude

Neon in the alleyways of greased memories
Injured beyond the thoughts of my dying reveries

Occluded by periphery and gargantuan senses
Implicit in their discovery of the ***** of time

Hope and death and sorrow and gain
Paint all the gates of joy and sacrifice

Meander in the fields of the day
Yesterday and today take up my way.

My head spins
I can't sleep
The world whispers its memories of you
And in the bay's reflection the pain
Lurches like sandstorms.

I liked that you understood
While the rain was hammering down
And we were on my bike
How everything always hurt
Even though you never said anything about it.

My shadows would sneak up on me
and in the morning you would find me
down some alleyway sleeping
rubbing my eyes awake when you came up
and smiling anyway.

I liked the way we used to
Spend the afternoons on the block
Eating ice-creams and kicking sidewalks
Before you would go on home and I would
Wander the streets until everything felt right.

Maybe the purple sky should have said
It's time for you to go
Nine times over I think to myself
Yeah, that's right
You really should go.

And so you did, you went
Masking all your fears and apprehension
And I was left there, on the dock that day
When you left on the ship to heaven
Never to return,

But then again
Where would you be now if you hadn't gone?
On my bike, in the rain again
Or down that alleyway sleeping with me
In the snow.

All my things fall away like the loose satin of a slip
Endless in its descent and completely free of conviction

Mindless in its priorities and forgiving of the moonlight
Sleepy in the silence of the twilight of the night

Who gives the prayer to the dark of the day
Who tells of the travellers that come sneaking up my way
Who takes the shame, burns away my sight
How in the endeavour of the endless I will fight

Diamonds in the rough I take with me in my wound
Glossing over the sunny sands of the eternal dunes
Cry to the ravens, cry and cry me over
Speed in the tightest spaces of the greed of cover

Sap me in the daylight and perhaps one day it will
Crawl me in the yonder life and keep me ever still
Race me and chase me, dire in all my needs
Frightened and silenced from all that I may see

Grip my heightened perception undulating in the springs
Amass me the corporations and the grit of insomniac swings
Trite in the hive groans, implicit in their destruction
Give me all the room to take in these emotions

Flat and back, flatten the back,
Tie in the seashores and pull in the ocean
Fight for the sunrise and take in the sky
I need nothing more than to see that winding light.

Pocket for my faith
I miss you in the drizzling of the rain
The path through the paddy fields
Our continental shame

It never occurs to us
While we spend our time walking
Through the streets of dull colour
How much the world sees us
Like twins of a solar system
Endearing but distant

Assistant to my city
A cry for help in denial
We hold our hands and smile
Children twisting up the spiral

Palette for my eyesight
I think of you in the clouds of the world
Painting the silence of the ages
Choosing everything simple

The iron-crusted walls
And the solitary diamonds
Watch us like laughing soldiers
As we walk the hallways of the future
Taking circles round and round
Without inhibition

Clinking glasses of timeless deeds
We hear chats through centuries
I stab the heralds of effervescent chimes
Whenever the dust settles

Palace of my innocence
I kiss you in the ebbing of memories
Say words to soothe both ends
And sit to write our stories.

Chatter, as I watch the snowdrops falling
It blends in from the street, the pavement, the everything but me
and the lonelier soles who walk their own ways in the path
Taking their own hands against the cold.

Distances there into and always with the twilight
Strings and biscuits in the dawn of the twice
Winds pass and monsoons sweep through
Often I watch them in the memories of you.

Cross the sidewalks, mirrors, delights
Christmas parties and silent enchantments
Invisible but dwelling in the darkness of the stars
So humbling in all the georgian opacity

I yearn for the lights of the morning essence
Dream of the warmth in the hearth of men
Assuming in vain the welcome of all night blankets
And grieve in the vacancy of the traveller's awe.

Who takes the broom of the closets past
Who walks the dawn and evening stars
Who fawns over the reflection of the moon
Who tells of my works in their brilliant cocoon?

The sun rose in all its splendour
It dyed the screen of water blue
Sprayed through the jets of desire
And painted the crests and troughs of you

The cherry blossoms burst and bloomed
In the spring of the dawned sky
Luck was on its side as the shepherds
Herded their flocks back to the eye

Mountains of green changed and morphed
In the diamonds of dreary existence
Grieving for the ever crushed ancestry
And the rapidly changing seasons

They walked on home though I stayed
In the dark looking for your silhouette
Patiently wondering when you would turn
And while I was waiting, the sun set.

Rake in the leaves
Sweep out the memories
Exhale out the dust
Take in the reveries

I love the swaying of the trees
In my summer sunshine
The gusts of winter courting the scent of lime.

Acres of yellow
Flocks of the white
Greeting yards of children all in plain sight.

Wonders of the ocean
Salt and water and sky
Blueish like the reflection of the clouds in your eye.

Rise of the light
In the glory of the gods
Singing in the full expanse of the prairies of love.

Empirical quests
In the burst of the works
Inhaling in the gorgeous yuletide of the earth.

Time in the nothing
Worries of the trite
Enbosom me in the absence of the darkness of the night.

I used to always wait
In the dusk of the day when the fireflies were awake
Watching the last rays of the sun streak out on the sky
Thinking that she would come home again
And then walking away whenever night fell and
I was too tired to make sense of anything.

In the many times when I stood on the grass
Thinking of the many things that we would have done
It was a smile I held on my face, believing earnestly
That someday we would do all those things all together
In the warmth of each others' shadows.

Time tears the soul into parts
The drudgery of the days that I spent
Sealing away the parts of the world that I didn't want to see
Because I was a coward, still am
Taking the essence for granted.

When night fell there would be a silence
Veiled by the darkness of the evening stars
And I would lie on the ground and look at the sky
In the wake of a series of tear drops, moving
Wondering what would come to me.

So easily were the days torn away
Now it's rain after rain and the snow in the sullen earth
Pulling the strings, spring and summer and winter
The autumn light failing to shine any path
As I throw the leaves away with my feet.

She would always tell me, sometimes
That it would've been wiser to just walk away
And I know that it was the right choice, but the bad choice
So I stayed and stuck it out even through all the times
Chilling my bones and giving me frost bites
But letting me grit my teeth and bear it.

Life wastes away like that, and yet
Somehow it feels as though I have lived through a lot
The pain that grinds, the emotion and the helplessness
How time and people prepare you for that
Innocuously toying with you and saying
That everything would be okay.

I am able now, to close my eyes
Dream of the day when footsteps will sound behind me
I will turn, and after all the reveries and empty waiting
Find that someone else was waiting for me instead.

I was always vaguely aware

Colour the sky and the wrinkles of time
Mother paints the wallpapers
Sweeps the leaves of yesterday
Sighing in the magnitude of endeavours

Everything seems so distant, forgotten
Nobody remembers it anymore
Chiselled and chapped like my lover's lips
Crawling in the dawns of their reveries

You have something that they need

It takes the gut, silence and dissipation
Grief or sanctuary in the aisles of light
Pay me a kiss or sparkle the sunshine
Exhaling nature in the voids of abyss

Joy of the times, in cream of sin we settle
Growth of the words and the dimming passion
The pacing of the trees have gotten louder and wider
Ash to azure and brazen in the forge

Within and without I miss you whenever
Encryptions and deception in the miles of my life.

Falling asleep on the pavement
I think of all the seamstresses I’ve met
The barmen that I’ve talked to
The fishermen waving to me from the ocean

It occurs that there are stars
Mingling in the minds of my memories
And the distance between my friends
Wandering the silent world

Rusted and littered the sidewalks
We still kicked the cans and laughed
Hustling through the burns of the wave
Making it through the day

Lying on the gravel, I
See the trains of the passers-by
Rushing to their stations, adjourning
Riveting to another impression

The inference of question, treason
There was no need for us to speak
Because it haunted always from within
And we knew it and we threw it as such

Dying on the ground, I know
The reaches of the dusty universe
The follies of the ground of man
Circling in the woods again.

Thinking about it, for example
Sometimes I was astounded at how I used to be able to
Do everything with such confidence

Examine the flight of a bird, attempt to copy it
See the world in my eyes and laugh
Because it all seemed so wonderful

How there were times, when the littlest of things
Could make me tear at the eyes with happiness
Or burn in my ears with rage

Now everything fades, like the colour that dissipates
I see the sunshine sliding through my eyelids
But only just, never reaching its destination

I always told myself that it would be okay
The world would shut itself away, but I would
Like I always had, continue smiling

The sky has shunned me forever now
It takes its pride in something else
And leaves the petals of the closed flower untouched

Maybe there were times when I should have
Tried harder, done better, does it matter?
I don’t even know whether or not it would have changed anything

The world keeps loud and racing
Nothing silent for me
All the entry-points blaze with fire

I am heathen, and all that has passed
Is testament to its existence
Though somehow I cannot see

I can barely make out the sunshades, and they
Twinkle at me with delight
My last rays of light

While I missed the morning star.

The fireflies of the summer dimmed into the past
So many things fade like dust and winter’s gusts
I’ve taken the empty words and trembling hourglasses
To sail the world with me in dazzling, chapped horizons

Endeavours upon disguises, silence in our minds
We envy the buzzing timelessness of the lighted fireflies
Chalked and restless grey, a distant opal of deceit
Unmasking, silent, and you, ever discreet

Cooling rain and sauntering songs, words and echoing tunes
Joyous dances and tittering ladies, potter through the dunes
Nostalgia and nausea rush to me, seeming none so different
While we talk and smell the hallways, so dried of yesterday

The chapel rings in amber mist, rays of tomes and light
Choral bells and bowls of memories, shine in blinding sight
Moaning in the shadow of the past, cringing past the ocean
Cloaked and yielding in the needs
Of explicit and deceptive motions.

I see you in the scent of autumn
Waving distant goodbye
As we raise our hands and talk the emptiness
Of vague and hollow skies.

We are chaperones to the pillars of heaven
Emissaries to the call of the horn
Jumping and seeing into the forest of pollen
Wrestling from the beckoning of civilisation.

Acres of my landscapes and minds to ourselves
I love the many ways you twirl me underneath your spell
Changeling of time and the humming silence of the bee
Pull me aside and whisper me minutes to the sea.

Bases of absence, dallies of the world
***** and dust are nothing to my soil
Enchantment of light, my reveries and hate
Holding me tight and singing bonds in the wake.

Gashes of essence, a milky-white of pure flow
Gushing like ravens, shrieking empty to the core
Yearning for the distance and dying in its twilight
Breathing in your essence keeps the pulse of me alive.

The landscape is colourless, featureless
What defines it is the sky
The crashing clouds and circulating wind
That flies beyond our human sight and
Cuts the horizon beyond its borders.

Sometimes it changes like the flow of
Time, the universe and everything
Can you see it morphing?
In your deep eyes, those flashes of light
Mean nothing but colour.

What is colour to us?
What is colour to me?
Colour is nothing
For colour only decorates and
Says nothing substantial
Giving it life while
Taking ours away
Like blinking specks of diminishing light.

You are colourless in my eyes.