I met a girl
Her name was Katie
She sang the blues
Loved scary movies

We fell in love
And for a year
She was a blanket
Warming me up

It’s been a decade
I still love her
I’ll never get over you
Are you there, Katie?

Dear god I miss you
and I dance to the blues
feeling sick all the while
my toes are anemic
there’s a frog in my throat
it’s all a bit wrong
and we dance to the blues
two left feet all the while
it doesn’t quite suit us
these bathroom tiles on the floor
the ballroom dancing to the blues
we don’t touch all the while
dear god I miss you
I haven’t seen you in weeks
it’s all a bit wrong
and all a bit blue.

Of where the red, blue light meet:
Children found a place to stay.
Safe in the universal land,
Awake, to the mystic sounds of silver sand.

A radiant joy houses the godly Nature,
Trees shine the glory,
Upon artists of conscience
Of will, veiled in storm shrill sails
Of consciousness, a sagacious mast of gilded pearls.

A gold-smug rain of dust,
And a jewel moon,
Songs in the attic;
Choose your sign
In the divinity, of day and night.

Of any door you choose,
The pact remains same
Fly it on the reverie stage,
A Utopian shaman dances in a blues station!

I got wet.

Then I got more wet.

Then I lost my keys.

And my shoes were filled with rain,

chattering teeth, soaked to my thighs

through to my skin

shrivelled up feet, trench foot set in

but then I think about real trench foot
and silently apologise to the poor sods
who died with wet feet

I cried when I peeled off my clothes

I felt sorry for myself

But the little un had made me a hot drink

So I thought myself lucky

I am not native to wet and cold

The sun is needed for us growin' old

The ocean gently stirs
Fish
Like the sky
Stirs cigarette smoke

Where the beads
Hang
From a neck, is a piece of mind

I was in loneliness
Like a fish swimming in an ocean
Only looking for other fish in a solitary ocean
To me everyone is different
When they are together
In the rounds of this blue world
Where the tint of the sky
Callously hangs over the cloud
You can touch the firmament of the diamond sky
As long as you can hold your ground
In your lonely air

If you can leave
Everything, then
You are really somethin'

She was a beauty queen
Straight out of a movie scene
Her scarves draped her closet
The things she owned
Owned her just the same
All of her shoes were just as she left them
You can see a feline cat cross the lines
You can see the blind man fill his boots with dimes
Naked as the lady without her boots
She was as pure as a plastic bag that flew
In the thin blue over the shore
Now, she has lost her world
She was my world and dreams
That try to touch the Sun and get cut
Like a kite in the breeze

If blue is a state of the human mind,
We are hued now in its deepest stain.