Shadows fall from my brow-bone
Leaving me misaligned
If I leave in the morning
Then it's you left behind

You place a kiss on my forehead
It will be there for a minute
Until I suddenly awaken
And I slowly dilute

explore the forest of my eyes
understand my bones
study my body
all my brassy undertones
surf through my skin
where the ocean ripple
like an overflowing river
and you've had more than a tipple
learn all my head
like I'm your mother tongue
as though you're addicted to venom
and you've just been stung

My garden                
is filled with flowers
flowers and **thorns

When I was younger
they had me in Stiches
and I’d watch them conspire
like vulturous *******

The way they would fight
about lining their britches
I saw them circling the skies
for my late Grandfather’s riches  

I was given his name,

His kindness,

And it was me by his side in all of the pictures.

I was the one that was left my Grandfather’s Riches.

A galaxy of spindles
An indefinite of life
Behind a curtain of web
Lives a hidden
   blinding
            light

i cling to your memory
like your scent clings to my pillows

and no amount
     of tears
        seems to wash
              you away

The city of ale
iconically brown
A bridge of millennium
sits on our northern town

Dreamed of the lights
from the fields of nothing
Drowned in the bottles
and couldn’t stop coughing

I missed his previous call
because there’s no service in the lift
He says “I’ll have to call you at one
because he’s working the night shift”

So then he’s asks how I’m keeping
and tells me that I look well
I tell him I’m working harder than ever
And he says “I know, I can tell”

maybe he will push me
or blush me
or sweep me
under the rug

yet, from the attic above
i was an echo, a thud
my body just now a weight
but no longer, i could

I find it much harder
To now catch my breath
         My lungs truly broken
When you tore out my chest

You see now that it's over
         My body runs colder
And time moves more quickly
                      Now that I'm older

Sat on the wall
outside Number Eight
where I walk through the fire
just to see heaven's gate

Creek goes the door
I will follow the night
and I'll creep in the stairs
but I won't turn on the light

Pounds are at stake
when we stare in their faces  
Gathered around the fires
in our final graces  

Before we're all turned to ash
and we're put in our places
Little do they know
That we tied all their laces

I raged but I sang
to the moons I thought that we shared
but it was through the haze of the clouds
I could not show you I cared  

And if I could sing you a lullaby
that would make everything right
I’d make a lasso with our wrongs
and I’d pull the moon in tight

He ran with his head
and tripped over his words
               a sleeping poet
with nothing but his thoughts

looking so regal
but chain-smoked and black
with a jaw that would cut
he's addictive as crack

tailored as tall
as a high famous tower
with time on the clock
for only an hour

stitched into the fabrics of the moon
our love passes by like shooting stars
and like a needle to the sky
           so close to your heart
           that it pierces your soul

and into oblivion I lose you
            to the relativity of time
but alone into the night I walk
            no hands in hands
            not tonight

You said it wasn't you
but it was you that I ran from
You said I couldn't love you
but I've got my 'Ray's on

The sun has opened up
I'll split us right down the middle
I won't sign away my life
So I'll write it in riddle

I'm just a river
That run at unease,
Clouded in the winter;
With a formidable breeze

Jagged at edge;
Just to burst at the seams
I'll sweep you right under
My gathering streams

Rose petals put to bed
now dead on the kitchen floor
As apologies echo
from behind the front door

I am the sad boy
with shadows beneath my brows
and tears on my chin

I am the sad boy
that was hotter when he was thin

I am the sad boy
who could love a thousand times
but never quite enough
to save his own life

I am the sad boy
who wishes he were dead
with those nasty little voices
calling in his head

why don’t you waltz
with me slowly
underneath the crying stars

then stab my heart out
using the tiny bits of glass
that caused the scars on both your hands  

can i kiss away the pain
and make love to all of your lies?

why don’t you tie me to our bed
and stick it deep between my thighs

We smoked a cigarette in Durham
As we watched the city glisten
I was undiagnosed then
but you didn’t want to listen

So though you keep on judging
while you are waiting for me to plead
my insanity was an honest defence
that you didn’t bother to read

I spoke to a man over coffee
who said his grandmother also had ‘thyroid
said it nearly ruined her marriage
because the doctor couldn’t fill the void

I went with such an ease
So they didn’t need to place me under section
If I knew how much he was hurting you
I would have murdered my own reflection

For years we spoke only of me
like **** all else mattered
We had all forgotten your mental health
and we all left you scattered

Do you remember at the hospital window
when it fogged from either side?
My words couldn’t reach you then
but with these poems I still try.

you want me
to be seen
but never quite heard
permanently muted;
*a beakless bird

the cold
covers up our eyes
now in winter coats
we've forgotten all the lies
and months of
severed ties
means that everything
has died

Even since November
It's been a cold December
And all the things you said
You can not remember

You say that I should quit
but I just like the smoke,
because it clouds my vision
and it's because of you I choke.

I heave through every breath  
and you'll never say it's you,
because it's not my lungs;
it's that my heart is breaking too.

Sometimes I wonder
If I will always be broken
Like there's so much damage
That I can't be unbroken

Sometimes I wonder
If there's a end to this night
Because I'm still in this tunnel
And I can't see the light

are we both now someone else
living out some other life?
are we just strangers in the wind
just being happy out of spite?

just like the mapped out stars
that put you to sleep at night
i hang
in all my constellations
glowing  
in the darkness

biting down
on a gum lined jaw
a lash powdered scent;
a white floured gore
a bitter sugar
to mask the sour

of a never
     ending hour

You see these words right now
because for me you are still smitten
You had me filled with all the Bible
So just call me “super bottom *** kitten”

Surfing at the duvet
where I found all your fingers
they grasped all my bridges
so I placed a kiss upon your ridges

Your body came in waves
sure upon the shore
and both our bodies collided;
touched into the core

Salt the taste of sweet
upon my fiery tongue
and arms just like a puppet
from laying down to strung

When I'm set aflame
I'll burn through the night
     and I’m afraid
the fire burns
     so hot and **so bright

Bottle my tears
Bottle them away
To the back of the shelf
Take them far
Far away