I am dying

It is good

And the sun
Burnt me

And I was

Happy

for the type of cloud
nor name of
flower tree lover bird
nor pet

no name
no knowledge

only this
or that

no this

Rocks
            Strewn
                          Haphazard

Left by shrunken
          Seas-
Receding                 Ice
                       Or
Hair

               Left stranded
                         Upon
Dusty plains

Sighing through
                                  Dessicated tongue
           Jutting
Broken
                              Teeth

This tree
That tree

I don't know
Outside my window

Only you.

We chop and
Chain at you

Yet you grow
Each year

Bark,

Wrinkled as a
Brow

Alone scream
Pink guts slime
Umbilical.

Dead
Dessicated

The only
Thing

Life

Death

I love you

Yes

I kissed

My mother's feet


And yes

I would kiss yours

My sweet

Happen
Event
Not hair no hair
Not young old
No silly words
Prophet

This time is
Revolution

Now

No need
Explanation

Goodbye old
Goodbye new

With family
and friends

Yes I weep from
time to time

But not
enough
to retract

One life

Ten thousand heavens

Ten thousand hells

What now!

What now?

Then when it comes
Let me depart
This dream
Dreaming-

Place the cold
Needle
Into the weakened
Arm
And allow the
Vessels to flow
Dreaming
Beyond-

No bags,
No hideous machines
No drooling in corners
Nor sleeping in ****.

Then,
When it comes
Allow the departure
From this sallow
Short being
Be dreaming a dream
Of no longer being

Emptying night soil
From the bucket

Evoking memory of Romantic
Dinner 'neath sparkling
Chandelier.

How intertwined we are
Prison, Hotel
Body, Soul

Lovers soil and sparkle
Together

1
Traveller

The Traveller Travelleth
Becauth he hath no home

2
Who

Name: Date of Birth:

The first two Hooks
Into innocent Flesh.

If, instead

Unborn

Only Hanging by a tightening Cord
From Womb

Poet forms Itself
Through new
Invented Name
New Birth Rite

30 years of Solitude

And a borrowed Fedora

Volcanoes
Oceans
Moons and women only they

Know how to flow

In a deep soil
Microbrial work

Mining holes
Tunnelling
Tunnelling

All churning
Turning

******* in
Wet
Dripping
Sky

Of tiny dinosaurs
Perch on
Feathered treetop.

Pen,
Fossilised,
Struggles to record

Silhouette against
A
Colorless
Essex
Sky

Waste not a single word
Though syllables scream for release,
Consonants flap to fly and
Vowels seep through cracks

Waste not to want
For nothing to
Finish your perfect
Death poem

Who stole my life

Which starched white
Matronly apron
Dropped a basket into
***** Thames-sordid Times

Who rode my Charger
Bedded my Princess

Who drank dry the
Dank cellar of my
Being?

And why

Will say the same
Of me and worse.

Cascading evil down
Generations

Tsunami of
Dysfunction.

Let it stop with you
Jack.

Break free.

Sorry.

Just slip out the back
Union Jack

Catch a flying arrow
In the teeth
Only

To spit out time.

Breathe in total space and
Blow out billion
Stars.

And this is what we call

Dancing with the
Heavens

Shallow porcelain dish
Survivor of Centuries
Traveller on creaking wooden boat
Shipwrecked and unbroken yet
Barnacled and weeded
Fragility
Sound of a Bell beneath the Ocean

Whales look up, astonished
Decide to beach themselves

Becoming Human,
They will regret the air

Washed your blood
From poor
Neglected brain

Down dismal
Drain

Youngish for your
Age

Your page burnt
By candle

Flame.

Chesterfield ancient

Overstuffed coarse

Horse-haired.

Full of books

Memory bursting

Seams of poor

Old elephant

Hiding in

Plain sight.

Enough of
Wearying
Eyes

Watered and
Salted.

Write it out
Poor old man

Or split your
Sides

Between the bells
Appalled

Between the bells
Marking time

Between the chimes
Of birth
Between the chine

I lie

Dead
Dead
Alive

Between the tinkling
Alarming
Strokes
Of brass
And lime

You wake,
Startled by the sky,
Wonder if-as senses
Implode-

A flash of Awareness
Can carry Infinity
And be gone.

We crumble ash,
Still warm,
Between our fingers-
Bonfire of some
Extinct Star.

We sleep-
Holding hands,
Cool ash trickling
Between our fingers-

Nothingness pie
Held together
Sheer with inertia-

Unstuck by
Suffering entropy
Anyway.

We wake,
Startled by earth,
Supporting
Overwhelming weight

Of dreams

Today
Older than puny
Time

I laugh in the
Face of the gods

Some
Do it
Right

Even

Die
On time


Some

Fail

Nothing
Matters

So much

To worry

If you

Are love

Or the lonely

Dolorosa

Sun never
Stopping

Streaming out
And out
All ways.

How dark it is

Sun streaming
All around

All all

Around

All I wanted was a kiss

Into some ocean

Poetry

Even
The Robin song
Distorts
Chill air

Subtle whorl
Of ear

Hearing only
Disturbing
Air

I shall go down to the dump today
to pick up a random thought
and translate it into
a first language

Comes love

Cockroach
Beneaththe bat

Make energy
Fertility and
So cane to cavern cycle

To the wine cellar
Crave

The old who,
In their youth were
Pride and beauty
In fateful combination-

Now stare in silent
Contemplation at the
Embers of a life unlived
And wonder how the
Years flowed making
Furrows of their skin

Wander Earth

Seek a good place to
Die

Return body to soil

And spirit to
Sky

Robin on cemetery wall

Red breast swelling

Over the dead

I do not care

If I die today


But I will miss you

When I'm gone

Envy the dead

The deep dark
Dirt

Silence

Ever since
Canary stopped
Singing.

No care if seed forms in the *****

If eggs cream the ******.

Envy the dead

Silent dead

And no
Care

Life and death
Copulate.

This is human
Born of mud.

Fungal fundament
Of earth.

Little flower

Do not forget

Of water is beget

Sky

Not so much
Morphing

As
Sagging-

Tick-tock

One more year
On the clock

When scalpel sliced through heart

Your butterfly emerged flapping
Blue red blood against
Sterile white


Good to see you free from
All those years locked
Within pulsating muscle

Slow plunge

Into

Nothing


AAAAHHHH

This soul has grown
Through all seasons,

Hanging from the
Salt-cliff
Windblown.

This heart has grown
Through all seasons
Of wild love and
Dead unnoticed man.

This soul will
Survive the end
Of every moment

To goodbye
The earth

I tickled frog
Beneath the chin

(Grrrdip, Grrrdip)

A little pulse
Belying stillness-

Patient tongue
Awaiting prey.

Threw pebble into
Ancient pond-
(What arrogance
What folly)

And echo bounced
From solid state,
The stone before bang

From the empty
Gourd of his
Emptied mind.

Come, friendly frog-

Jump in

Little leech
Grow fat-

**** bad blood
Between toes

Drop off into
Swamp

Heal the Ancient
Sole

The spine
Brittled
Fired watered
Flexible
Floppy
And
Strong

This spine

So straitened

Bent
Tumbling over

This childlike
Trampolining
Body

Flexible brittle broken
Borne above gravity

The spine stiffening
This will
So long

You talk of love

You don't know

He bestrode the world
Like a colossus

Unfortunately,
Volcanoe erupted
And singed his
Hairy *****

Missing the warmth
Of woman

Bed half empty
Half dead