matt r: Poems

82 · 4d

matt r 4d

prayers seep in,under
the window frame; it is

sanctimonious to say
the least. when i admire

the church spire,i see it
all lined up. it will come

like morning,red&glory
us,such is the loving

everything is so far removed

82 · Jul 12

favourite

matt r Jul 12

favourite

reading the morning like
a broadsheet newspaper
,i opened a page of poetry;

'my favourite' She wrote. a
note i think She left for me.
i dropped the poem to see

how pretty You flourish Your
e's. the careful touch, not
quite a movie kiss, lighter

& grazing the page with love.
'my favourite' dogeared one
i set for You, 'the private view'.

peter bennet - the private view
*as if in a film by eric rohmer*

81 · Jul 4

godlost

matt r Jul 4

godlost

water,sputtering pathetics
like a godlost priest.

the cool stone floor
feel,on my floridmost cheek.

81 · Jun 6

on angels' backs

matt r Jun 6

on angels' backs

where You danced, it was
not on the     doorsteps
of this

            space

but on the lowhum,glowing
grass of somewhere far
  more real...

ethereal,the walls harp
in operatic glee,
                            the angels
walk like You & twirl
                     & twirl
                  & twirl

   ,they are dizzy with Love
& they fall, to line the floor
                          for You

81 · May 1

all things in time return to

matt r May 1

all things in time return to

wave, to wonderful swirling
bluegreen cool

apex. acme. precipice of
Us; the cresting belief in
                         'We are to be'

rolls&folds me out
    to float - the polar verse
of promise in' shoes

so cymbal crash on back
of beat. the symphony aqua!
              acquiesce His vice

stroke Her little seawater death.
all things in time return to wave.

78 · Jul 24

sharpsmooth

matt r Jul 24

sharpsmooth

folded,sharpsmoothly,
,cross My spinal range

I'm as belonging to Her
as My shape is strange

78 · Jun 18

I let Myself in love with You

matt r Jun 18

I let Myself in love with You

& keyed it into Me. I let
the window's air in through;
a hot&breathy breeze.

I let Myself try on love's coat
to feel her systole. I let
the beat go through its arc,
touch electricity.

I let Myself get sick of love,
pyretic, come to be. I let
Myself to feel its warmth,
and now I feel its heat.

I let I let I let but not
ever in control. I let
myself in love with You,
and You have let Me go.

i don't want to write the word love anymore.

77 · Jul 5

gasoline

matt r Jul 5

gasoline

aliving,hardfast careening hope
    slipped&lit   the fuse of love

           I hoped it was You,I
clung on      til it was just a rag

75 · Mar 7

sureline

matt r Mar 7

sureline

peach-fuzz,remedy
my touch. i have
dreamt of it;
read of it
since your
eyed-good,bye.

been reading.

74 · Jun 7

stoned,&listening,to Him/He

matt r Jun 7

******,&listening,to Him/He

arthur russell, falling in sea
soundscape//spacelike in 4D

I ask You,please,fall into Me
& pluck at my heart like a cello
Please,in C,fall into Love & Me

another weird rhyme

the one before this, '******,&listening,to Her/She', is under review for copyright for some reason. that *****

73 · Jun 7

stoned,&listening,to Her/She

matt r Jun 7

******,&listening,to Her/She

vashti bunyan, i am rocked/
/fluting free to Her melody

You put the kiss in kismetly,
it is My reassurance of fate/
/destiny/She's/loves always
for Me,

"a bit of a weird rhyme but **** it"

72 · Jun 24

utopia

matt r Jun 24

utopia

where,honey &lemon
  is replacing the
flowersome air,where
the sea is not half
   as sugary as

all the little somethings
       (I want all the
  little somethings)
,but nothing & nothing
   is what I,ve found.

is relief grown
in riverbeds,where   is
  content & her litter
of reminders that,'every
thing    will be   okay?

one of My
       little somethings
,to Me,       shows I am
okay, on board&sailing
           for utopia.

72 · Jul 4

beam,to Me

matt r Jul 4

beam,to Me

tonight, You glanced off
the wall like a suggestion;

just headlights, though. I
see You in everything.

71 · Jul 11

sweetpea

matt r Jul 11

sweetpea

the firstly buttered lick of
  'who do i share this with?'
i am here,boasting my yard,
& the sun is warming her
   with tenderness.

She could set my soul free.
with Her finger, tilt
back my head til i loosen
         in a solar jacuzzi.
She could warm me too.

70 · Jul 14

You have lost Me in the Water

matt r Jul 14

You have lost Me in the Water

second chance at        ?
                                    what
this                                ?
this       unloving of Kizmitism

?no,   I think I would rather
                                     .   sip up
  the Pain   ,directly from
         the Pool itsself

You have lost Me in the Water

& that is       living like a Wave
                                   returning
into & into & into Itsself
                         ...       returning
into You & You & You

70 · Jul 17

la seine

matt r Jul 17

la seine

she picked up her plastick heart
,fingered the edge of love &

swept. the aspect of the man
,read poetry,acted soft. we are

all,, so soft. the dusktime settles
into our cheeks; le soir rouge.

69 · Jul 9

pine

matt r Jul 9

pine

& now You are gone, as
moonlight was ever there,

& it is all so expansive.
loves swelling undercurrent.

67 · Jul 20

sweet nectar,Herness

matt r Jul 20

sweet nectar,Herness

inside wetwarm purity
is a slow release,a growing
curve undecadent,,

   excellent

                          , in Its
                         thieving
                         guttural
                        pleasure,

selfishly stalking Her spinal
arch

         (itself,reduced
          to waveform)

~~~ ~ ~~  ~ ~   ~   ~ ~~ ~ ~~~~~

Her
undecadence spills    &
washes

supple.rolling.landscapes

til we are unclean with Her
'ness

               sweet
               nectar,
               Her'ness

like 'i Saw in Her eyes'

65 · Jul 15

a brutal thing,to want

matt r Jul 15

a brutal thing,to want

love is the unkind thing
(purposeful & exacting)
,yit its wide arms hold
(truth in abundance,&)
me,to rub away the sore

things ,peel out under
(eyes,chin,sternum,waist&)
bedsheets,so it is always
(drawing out sweat,you are)
close to me. a hurting thing.

65 · Jul 23

do You want me,like

matt r Jul 23

do You want me,like

my neck wants the
raw wind? bitter

,biting cool&swallow
ing whole yet,so
the flavour of winter

64 · Jul 21

once more,to see Her

matt r Jul 21

once more,to see Her

discarded cigarette packet,wet
&mulchy,lines up the morning

no smoking ecstasy in store,fog
descends reduces all to atoms

64 · Jul 15

dread of Love.

matt r Jul 15

dread of Love.

who are You,really,in Your
  mythical beauty?
who are You really to              pin
                                                   twist
real pain    inside of Me?

"just a Girl",driftinglikejune,
  & I am so               (un)lucky to
have sewn My (stupid)  gaze
           in this            (mis)fortune.

commit Myself completely
  to the dread of    Love.       I am
feeling so hurt&sorry               , I
am so soft&melancholy.   growup.

64 · Jun 17

what it might be is not love

matt r Jun 17

what it might be is not love

,a friend told me. she was
in love once, & since felt
the knife slide right through
her. so love is just a stomach
ache, then. love is the uneat
-ing unsleeping thing inside.
love is magic, it is so much
like pixie dust; try & hold it

,i told her. feel its ridges
& folded edges. feel its
amorphous underbelly & tell
it that it doesn't hurt like
you. tell me you see purple
in a deeper hue, and that
blanket weight on your collar
bones is heavier than mine.

i'd love for it to be not love.
i'd love to have an hour of
eating & sleeping where i am
not imagining sharing it with
You. do You think of me, too?
what it might be is not love,
what it might be is a stomach
ache, what it might be is over

soon, what it might be is never.

63 · Jul 9

olive

matt r Jul 9

olive

little Magpie, dancing your rooftop
waltz. your wingtips catch my eye

,into dizzy love, & now i see
one thousand two of a kinds.

this kinda reads too clunky idk im too ****** to tell.

58 · Jul 21

love is a cool gold band

matt r Jul 21

love is a cool gold band

my dad's wedding ring around
my neck i press it to my lips

imbued,not half,with promise

love is a cool gold band

57 · Jun 7

I am reminded I am

matt r Jun 7

I am reminded I am

alive, that this hurt is good,
I am swept into waves of
cleansing, fragrant blood.

it is the nature of living
on the knife's always edge,
& it is here I mitose;
one life lived, one hedged.

I chase risk like hot foxes
might chase a chaste rabbit,
I dig my teeth into chance
like the germs who inhabit

not wounds, more incisions,
My purposeful reminders
that I am alive, hurt is good,
that I'll bleed until I find Her.

57 · Jul 22

You must let Me go

matt r Jul 22

You must let Me go

throw the slowing force
,spin&dive,loose
in a falling way. You
must let Me go. centre
Me into cosmos & I will
drift on to another love.

please,please let me go

57 · Jul 17

love you to love me

matt r Jul 17

love you to love me

flat,on the grand scale of things,
where confidence boys chinupwalk

way into her hearts(trying anyway).
i am not rocking, metaphysically

still, my mood swims on the ceiling
,doing its funny little backstroke.

56 · Jul 2

re embering

matt r Jul 2

re embering

years ago My Mam made
Me a blanket.  Her fingers
wrought realisation from
the present,       & I sit
beneath That every day.

I imagine burning It     ,
corner to corner, to a
web of sparking reality;
a web of every    little
two-headed         Lamb.

I read It, I cry&read It
again, become fraught
with unbecoming. every
Lamb sees twice as many
stars, &so I see it too.

this morning I sought
the centre,    turned one
million holes        to one,
& channelled everything
to   My own experience.

ode to 'the two-head calf' by laura gilpin.

56 · Jul 1

(living for) hummingbirds

matt r Jul 1

(living for) hummingbirds

listen,                 ###
listen     to the slow
    g  ro   w i  n g
cacophony,the whip
-pppping crescendo
& come alive in it.
roll up(so tidally)
&rave like the brea
-king waves. break
your spine on the
rockiness & learn
to swim once more,
learn to ebb& learn
to flow, to warp as
she does &    hold
fast    as she has.

i do not mind the
wind,  it is making
waves & i will float.
i do not mind, carry
tunes of hummmmm
-ing birds to live for,
hummingbirds to sea.

55 · Jul 29

loving Her

matt r Jul 29

loving Her

loving Her is like a peach,so juicy
in its richness,reach     up the clouds
                                 ,pluck off
Your sweet,     candy Love is Your reason
     to be.
Her beauty lies    in trees,seas,  bees
                       abuzz
the flowers knees,  the ecstasy of Love
is all:         a stream, a lake, a waterfall.

if Love is weather, plantlife,     & water
is limerence then her sickly daughter?

peaches **** wasps to them,wasps reach
                                          clouds,&
reap mayhem. trees are sappy, seaful salt
   could turns bees honey to liquor&malt.
I am thinking of Her, time is ticking,
          flame of love eats candles wicking
so look
upon Her face,& see      Love        is gone.

this is the last one. i can't do this.

55 · Jul 19

kravitz

matt r Jul 19

kravitz

coooool me down, cats. its two
ay em & im thinking of You.

its funny,really(You're so done).
You're so done & yet You're like

watercolour. persistent in Your
always breathesome manoeuvre,

You should be,by universal right,
here. it ain't over til its over.

54 · Jul 17

use My body,as

matt r Jul 17

use My body,as

a sliver of the moon
.rub starry lather
'cross hotwax
formations,rivets
in exploratory
'fections.

textured lovin' is
a spacewalk,baby

54 · Jul 8

rockskim

matt r Jul 8

rockskim

you fingered the rock,"watch
this" 'd & threw it lochward.

it swam weird; no splash or
seam in the wave. how many

little things slip through her,
when she folds as she does?

53 · 6d

commaless

matt r 6d

commaless

& no break in the night

crease the crisp
            sleeves of it

pocket firebugs too.

my living room     it is
       red as all finality

see     outthere. dances
everywhere      & it is

   oh    such a thing

                        love    me

52 · Jul 21

(instrumental)

matt r Jul 21

(instrumental)

she stood,playing
the crossword
    like her great
        double bass,
& i wondered
what would get
   tired first ,,,
        her feet or
            her head

52 · Jul 24

holy(ing)

matt r Jul 24

holy(ing)

her gilded grooves,i
left on Your neck.

dipping a body in
magnificence(holying

names of women)& She
is richer than she,,,

52 · Jul 14

(blueing of the moon)

matt r Jul 14

(blueing of the moon)

i am growing into this
               cobalt
               speed way,,
   as if dipping limbs
           , silvering,
never seem to end

51 · Jul 14

utter unblueness

matt r Jul 14

utter unblueness

utter unblueness, cursing
my outward future
                                  i am
falling.        roundacircle

(into & into & into myself)

slowing,gravitate wards
  dizzing perplexity
& enjoy it,oh so deeply,

i am god's hopeless agent

50 · Jun 30

grey,white

matt r Jun 30

grey,white

I find Myself
  in Him, in the
    way I say
   "I like this."
I find Myself
         becoming
like the lapping
yearsome waves.

He is someone
    it's worth being,
My always there,
  My mate.
                   & I
listen to His music
  & tap the way He
    always has.

it is something
    to find some
white on me; the
   firstly sign
of aging.       it is
something else
    to be Him,My
old man is here.

50 · Jul 25

algal.bloom

matt r Jul 25

algal.bloom

once nothing before
it was around      Me,

consuming, chemical
imbalance.  a photon

too much      here,a rivet
for something to   grow,

algal bloom was coming
,the green is so    aglow

49 · Jul 23

macrocovet

matt r Jul 23

macrocovet

do not breathe,in
reflection of the
pulsing macrocosm,

'stead covet her
bending form. she
is not,but living

48 · Jul 22

negative tension

matt r Jul 22

negative tension

palmed into her mouth as she
was the sun

  O                      swallowing

the texture of recursive ***

'there is no tension      o
here', any more.

0                                 space
                           is colder than
the interlinking of    'spheres

47 · Jul 20

something other than love

matt r Jul 20

something other than love

(puppets passion like
fruit falls) strikes.

it is new,cushioned
as softness but carries
airs of bruising

..not bruising,overripeness,
& it is as sweet as wanting
love,something else entirely.

47 · Jul 14

gentle,fin,gering

matt r Jul 14

gentle,fin,gering

keep up                 ,Hope.
do I pray,nearly for      You,
,
,Yes         like         the crying of
                         cupids
        & the  gentle,fin,gering
                               ofthe  lyre

45 · Jul 8

pinkscape

matt r Jul 8

pinkscape

like violins played My hair
,it could never be so easy;

,hills would sooner be pink,
than You 'ld see 'em with Me.

43 · Jul 20

l'aero

matt r Jul 20

l'aero

touch love
,softsoap into breathing
the same feathering air.
bleeting new calflove

,touch,,fall
into it & roll with
love's drunk punches
,commands more glancing..

eyes, are blue
,& love is tall,
wears red & shoes lifts
e,namour amour

43 · Jul 8

dogfalls

matt r Jul 8

dogfalls

the rocks dripping. one two
one to polyrhythmic bliss

how boring would it be to
fall together, We wash ov e
r

I said I'd stop writing about You. You said You'd stop reading 'em. I wonder if You'll ever know.

42 · Jul 28

jim-jam

matt r Jul 28

jim-jam

You are why I am here so early;

hoped to see,&just see,

not say a word.

===============================

& You are there;

at home with Him,eyeing

Love's great big omelette eyes.

39 · Jul 17

le metro

matt r Jul 17

le metro

she tilted'yes', with love
in her eyes. the rattling

experience of time spent
together?forever. who is

the authority on love;he
wears a belt&tickets hope