Your eyes -
They
Caress me
With
Such a lovely way of violence.

At times
I glimpse you in the crowds
Vanishing as a ghost -
I feel you whispering night to me.
I taste you in secret places
While waking into dreams that are not dreams -
And then
Spectral screams
Cut short
Locked away
In the crumpled silences of paper.

Reach behind
To a place
Where you can
Touch
The heart of a word
Before it ever was

You
Take me into
You

And now I gently pulse
Against the flesh
Of your language

Memory –
Its so vast
Deep oceans of voices
Tapering off to separate compartments
Of silence –

Together in separateness we cross
The darkness at dislocated speeds

(a cough from here & there among the
silent passengers – coughs of blood & sickness)

The engine accelerates in thunder
And flesh makes love to steel...

Some of us –
Lost in vacant pools of thunder
While others –
The past expels me, repels me...

The trees look angry today -
Black pools flow from the eaves
to stain the brightness below;
Leaving a confused luminescence in sight -
A shattered mirror; pools of broken light.

you come to me
petals whispering against skin --
the whisper of petals,
twilight
and the gentle rustle of
Sin --