waiting for a moment
of truth and touch and tongue
running outside atmosphere
being blood and young

would that we were open to
the touch and taste of what is true
and soft and hard against our skin
that is outside and in and in

bile bubbling
from my maw
i spit your pain
forcing the saw
across
my veins
i will
bite and claw
leave
you raw
i hope that hurts as much as i do

your eyes look bleached
as you stare
your glance running
along the puzzlecracks
into the dustfields
dancing on the
bone
dead
earth
seared and cauterised
no longer waiting
for rebirth
your eyes are bleached
with the eternal search
the agony of drought

tideslider
washes up
on the shore
forever leaving
on the wave of more
waxing and waning
never touching
ground
eternally waving

i am
the daytime
devil
i walk
in the light
of your mind
you will never
see me
i live
in the whiteblind
that you thought
to be
so pure
the burning twin
of darkness
is on this side
of the door
to strip away
your eyelids
to force you
to see
more

if you are
fearless
you can fight
for many
if you are
angry
you don't feel
pain
if you are
willing
to be all
and any
a whisper of you
will always
remain