When the lights went out
and you were left to your own devices
what part of the bars did you hold onto
in the name of sudden compromise

this city spoke in a voice that whispered at just you
you were always a fast talker who had nothing left to lose
the paints we played with to write on walls
were colored by blood and the skid of your shoes

Left behind and held back
by the same pane of glass
that broke into a thousand pieces
when the ceiling finally cracked

Now may these fond memories
hold truth upon your life's beaten down path
so I can pretend that in that moment
you knew to you that you were on the right track.

you

Don't cry baby.
Your daddies gone off hunting.
He wants to get a trophy.
Just so you can see.
What a clever boy he's been!

Introduction to a child of everything that's  mean.
Daddy tell your little kid.
Of all the vile things you did.
Bet you can't, bet feel ashamed.
Of taking part in cruel sport and labelling it a game.

"Son, daddy fox is called a dog.
Mummy fox a *****.
Baby foxes little cubs soppy as a kitten"
A spot of education..
Hell  hounds have a job to do, apparently.
Together, language of us common folk will paint the sky bright blue.
"Jackanory".
***** story.
Written by the Tories.
For fox sake keep the ban.
Speak out loud while we still can!
(c)Livvi

I want to connect the dots;
To create constellations
across my skin
in the places you've left
blurred bruises with your lips

You've made a map
guiding me away from who I was
and towards
who I will be

The days of valiant freedom from dusk 'til dawn.

The erupting coffee all over the stove.
The sense of relief after a period of rehabilitation.
The morning cicadas and the persistent crow.

The rare sense of geomagnetic comfort..
And the wooden flowers hanging by the door.

Do you remember?

The old nameless cpu with the rectangular green light.
The graveyard of electronic snakes intertwined.
The couch that had seen just about every show twice.
The flimsy door that took a punch - and
the edge of the bed that weighed as much as I did

The hot pavement in exchange for a lack of iron.
The green leaves on tall trees and spontaneous summer rains.
The hill that took our falls as we learned how to leap.
The balcony's view hugged by a tree.
The nature and nurture that protected thee.

Do you remember?

Charlie was my friend, he was a chef
Then packed everything in to play saxaphone
When he played the universe stopped to listen
But ****** was claiming him, this he overthrew
In favour of wine

One day on a beaten track I found him sleeping
A woman had told me to beware the *****
She stood at the top to watch me walk past
So that I'd be safe.
I saw my friend and sat down, we smoked a smoke
Talked of old times
Fields on either side and the woman
Stood in amazement until I waved to say it was all alright

One night I was sleeping and woke in the dark
Charlie was saying "Wake up wake up"
The wind was howling outside
He took hold of my shoulders and shook me awake
I said
"******* Charlie, I'm trying to sleep"
Turned over and closed my eyes.

I found out a few days later
He'd died that night
In another place far from me
Of a final old times shot

Bar politicians and hobo drawers
This town smells like bad history
Oh mother cancer you're growing on me
You're my favorite stock holmes disease

Everything was a breeze, when the earth was spinning for me
Till the coriolis changed its pace, and the horizon seemed constant
Never to be touched by me
Something to reach for, but never to see

Spare me your sympathetic tendencies
I'm sick of replacing me with please
And acting like every want is a need
When happiness is just a mirage
Good thing I don't have a car
Because I'm using that garage to store all my old memories

A box full of unanswerables stacked up on top of my anxiety
On top of the box full of the blood and tears I bleed
And the forgotten hypocrisies under my apocryphal tendencies
Next to the karaoke machine that screams infidelity
How far back do I need to hide those suppressed memories for them to never surface again
What's the point if the boxes are transparent?