I can't think straight, live with or with out you.
Can't run without my hip cracking, sing without my voice breaking, love without crying.
I can't afford my digs, can't keep the place clean, can't keep the electricity reliably flowing.
Can't hold your interest or stop your eye roving. can't keep from drinking or stop my head spinning.
Can't think straight, live with or without you.
Monday, 26 September 2011
Thursday, 22 September 2011
him
I saw you in my dreams last night, More beautiful than I remember. shadow turned to golden light. memory became splendour.
Tuesday, 6 September 2011
Monday, 1 August 2011
Metamorphosis
My view has become myopic.
My thoughts tethered. Once they were boundless sandstorms through deserts; Monsoons backlit by rainbows.
Back in my Chrysalis Metamorphosis takes flight.
Fragile, ephemeral, the warm breeze will partner my jive once more.
My thoughts tethered. Once they were boundless sandstorms through deserts; Monsoons backlit by rainbows.
Back in my Chrysalis Metamorphosis takes flight.
Fragile, ephemeral, the warm breeze will partner my jive once more.
Tuesday, 12 July 2011
Thursday, 7 July 2011
Pacing dusty corners
Excitable due to MSG and new possibilities of being haunted by old ghosts.
No more static nights of decay and red wine.
Let the aging process slow back down, step in time with younger shoes.
fly like a harpee in her prime your corpse in her claws.
Smile at synchronicity, my most dependable friend bringing disco lights to shadowed space.
Somersault with the punches
Spasm no more
Excitable due to MSG and new possibilities of being haunted by old ghosts.
No more static nights of decay and red wine.
Let the aging process slow back down, step in time with younger shoes.
fly like a harpee in her prime your corpse in her claws.
Smile at synchronicity, my most dependable friend bringing disco lights to shadowed space.
Somersault with the punches
Spasm no more
Friday, 3 June 2011
...
It hurts on the way back up. Yellow corn red yellow corn red.
eyelid skin pin pricked
yellow corn red yellow corn red
shaking in my bed
red.
red
eyelid skin pin pricked
yellow corn red yellow corn red
shaking in my bed
red.
red
Monday, 28 February 2011
untitled
I rolled in the rough and now crave the smooth, sacred in my waters, tangled with my roots.
Tuesday, 22 February 2011
The Black keys
Whiskey
Black keys
Sunshine through the open windows.
You Me
and
SUMMER
A divine trinity
©2011
Black keys
Sunshine through the open windows.
You Me
and
SUMMER
A divine trinity
©2011
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