autumn comes with drooping arms
promises of stripped branches
shapes confetti & a quilt
rests on a carpet of dewdrops

bubbles melt with the dawn
drifting on currents
air carries leaves
another renewal

rains decompose browns, yellows, reds
winter greens sprout
soil fed & energised
vegetable flowers form

subtler seasons
easier sleeping, slower awakenings
leaves raked & piled
hot gone days disposed.

frost arrives in certain geographies
red replaces white
the tank is full & burners cleaned
warming gas is very close

Hello,
     (dearest)
It's been a while
     (since you've left me good for dead)
We haven't talked, but
     (i can't get you out of my head)
Well, how are you?
     (you haunt my everyday dreams)
Has Life been treating you well?
     (my heart is bursting at the seams)
I heard that there's someone else
     (each night i die of suffocation)
Does she treat you well?
     (its the ****** six degrees of separation)
I suppose I'll take my leave
     (without you my life has been so mundane)
I'm sorry for bothering you
     *(how i can get past this pain?)

welcome, ladies and gentlemen
to the Realm of the (Un)forgiving
     where what vile premonitions may come
     will give way to subdued laughter and––
                                                           ­                  succumb;
                                                                ­                        drown
     in a sea of dripping neon lights,
     wipe away the mist in your eyes,
     say your final goodbyes
     before you disappear with the night

he writes the kind of music that
     thrums
the way your blood just can't.
you're never more alive than
the roar of your soul
chasing after that drumbeat
     (the piper only had to change his tune)
he could unmake you
reduce you to bass and thrashing vocals
'til you're bursting with sound
so larger than life
you'd bleed and burn to feel it again

write gospel in radio waves
find salvation in city smog
coax angels out of brick and dust
asphalt streets and concrete husks