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nivek May 2024
raced through the night
to arrive on time
had no choice
just went to sleep
and woke
to another place, in space.
  May 2024 nivek
Katie
split in taste-

downstairs there is colour.
passion
tribal motifs and sun-washed orange.

upstairs? a more muted affair-
stocky floral borders carve peach walls
old furniture on the verge of mould sits-
a temporal mistake.

split in mood-

cheer and optimism tends to rise
bubble balloons up and up.
but there it is
me
a restless cloud covering the landing
with the threat of teary rain.
i overhang the balcony
an exhausted sunset flagging down
the night
heavy dark.  sink in on itself

absence, absence.

what is downstairs doesn't venture up
into such an airless atmosphere.
  May 2024 nivek
Katie
salt in the wounds.
slab laid out on stainless steel

deathbed-

it is a bed after all,
a bed is for sleep and comfort dreams

but more often than not
i thrash in to it

trying to break the ribs of my
nightmares.
nivek May 2024
whispers snake around the stars
voices alien but loved,
'Man I love your accent'
you are so alien you could be my saviour.
Lets be reckless, real stupid and have a baby
A baby with your smile and my addictions
my songs my words my need to be alone.
nivek May 2024
travelling the minds eyes
into imaginations portals

out into timeless journeys;
amazing unique adventures.
nivek May 2024
mysteriously doors open
revealing a new understanding
setting you free
nivek May 2024
through the front window
-the neighbouring island
looming from out the sea
- just across the waters
where many sailors have drowned
deep down in the depths
of the infamous Scapa Flow.
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