Hope grasped him in hot arms,
and whispered,
 
 
Either, I’ll fly away in fits of laughter,
 
Or I’ll leave you here,
Bloodied, on the floor.
 
He cried back,
 
it didn’t matter anyhow,
 
The seconds are infinite
Until you do.

Worry stripped
The bones away
And everything left
Was rotten.

I swallowed the darkness
And slept the night
And half the day.
It won't be shaken easily.

She wore Shock
On her face,
As beautiful
As words.

My pencil's getting short,
And it's a shame,
Because its been worthless
to me so far.
I reckon
By the time I have something meaningful in mind,
I won't even be
Able to hold
The thing.

we drank wine in the bath,

And Your cheeks blossomed rose
with

Nakedness
and alcohol
and

your hair became
free, and
It was

as if
you were born right there,
whole and white,

our own
Mediterranean.

And
As I stared
and drank

you slipped

Down,

Beneath the water and said,

"I can see you well,
Just now."

He carried a
two litre bottle
of the cheapest cider,
Semi-hidden
under a tattered coat lapel,
So desperately,
That
It looked as if
He was shielding
The heart of lover,
Too heavy to bear.
And he made for the exit
Like
it was salvation.
The cashier just looked on
And thought
To himself, with pity-
How the bad goes
With the bad.