The ashes of love linger on my forhead
of burned up discarded thoughts
like old letters in a fire pit
incinerating to dust
and I watch the fragile remains
drift off onto the block
with hungry little hearts
picking them up
I didnt smile at the hands
who dreamed of pretty doves
I smiled at the children running a muck
Someday they'll know how I have grown
Someday they will drownd their dreams in that little wishing well
and I will apologise and tell them of Santa Claus
How beliefs can be magical
but beliefs they just are
I remember howling with that pack of dogs
but now it's just me the pack ran off
When they ask me, whats the meaning then?
I'll brush them off
like the ashes on my forhead
like the running wild dogs
The truth is it varies for everyone
You have to find it within yourself

Therapy

She had been there before
Tried to reach him
Tried to knock
Be polite
No one answered
It didn't seem urgent

She knocked again
Louder
She had no key
And it was urgent
She had to get inside
To reach him

She bruised badly
But the door finally caved
To victory!
And she called him
But all was silent
Contradictory

She looked around
At regret
Countless sacrifices
Mindless mutilations
Upon a false altar
Rejected by God

He was nowhere
Only an echo
In the horrid remnants
Of his experiment
With love
She had to get out

Tattoo

The universe
Captured
At the ends of fingertips
Like gentle tattooing needles
Synnapses firing
Chemical arrows
In sequences
Drawing patterns
tattoos
On receptive skin
Mapping new sensory
territory
memory
Tattooing eternity
In a dream

Inevitably
We collided
Like particles
Creating matter
Out of light
And miniscule black holes
In our conscience
Into which
We were pulled
And thus split
Once again
In darkness

I used to hold dinner parties
Crammed inside my dorm room
And later in our small flat.
Food was served on cardboard plates
And wine in plastic mugs
With plenty of laughs for dessert

I have glasses now
Fragile and polished
And stacks of porcelain plates
All stowed away
Behind glass doors in our cupboard
Where we can admire them

There are days
When I am able to forget
We were there
Together
For years
Sharing all
Travelling the same road
I was there with you
Always
But we got separated
By life
lost
I lost touch
lost my way
Got lost from you
And I tried to find you
Reconnect with you
But you wouldn't
You said you lost me
Back there
So I lost you
Right there
I just wish
I could lose the pain
Of remembering
How I lost you
When the rest of my world
Has still got you
But there are days
When I am able to forget...

Misinterpreted
Man's aspiring arrogance
A crumbling Tower