But who can know who or what is real? I came to, breathing still, delicate air; the Dove at the Fountain, after which this place is named, is still there; and you too will come to lay here – in the flesh (if it be your will), I mean. It’s the sort of place birds…
Manifest
Looking like feathers that fell from doves, In the doorway, Your hair soaked from the rain, Eyes peering from beneath, Pools of heartbreak yearning, A pair to dance the waltz of ghosts, Balls of grief in your arms I beckon you in.
The Dawn
First there is blackness pricked with light, then tree lines come into view: dawn is at the gate. It lets out its light to startle a fence marching up a hill, a hunched house, a lone cat, low, white socks padding the dust, the great gum’s arms reaching ever up, leaves silver ticers. This is…
Interloper
She ranged, she was hastily creative, she hatched tiny, expired empires arranged on whims, sweet nonsense and the contraction of ideas; she said they always split – rent – down the stem, where each divide was high or torn a-shred. A venous mistress, she approached the human hustle not for reproduction, but the blooded marrow…
grave evening
grave evening one by one i read the names of everyone i’d ever known on the headstones wondered how it came to pass that i was left here alone in evening lay down beside them like a flower broken in storm turned soothingly to ash until the wind dusted me away. evening, 22 june…
Just Degrees
Everybody is fucked up! Just six degrees of separation Yoga Vegan diet Daily meditation- Wine Marijuana Giving in to temptation- Society is fucked up! Just two degrees of contemplation Black or white No shades of grey Nothing to come and go on- No rainbow children No cloud boys No faerie girls- Nobody is really fucked…
Black and Blue
Black and blue Black and blue Is my heart Like the bruises you left behind- Scarlet red Scarlet red Is my head Like the blood You took from me In kind- Do you ever think of me? And wonder Why I left you? As you burn there In the hell you have created For yourself…
birdbath
birdbath they were out on the front lawn the father, the daughter and the son-in-law the father was showing where the birdbath would go when it came explaining considerations of this and that it was hot and dry out on that patch of lawn and the daughter the son-in-law were putting in an effort…
The Resurrection
Possum under headlights!!! Wide eyed and bushy tailed – Passion exposed Spontaneous tis woe!!! Wanton kisses in the doorway- Ultimately led to my demise- Pants around ankles Shoes still on- Butt cheeks alive on hidden camera Moist lips And clenched thighs- Now headless chicken- Cluck cluck cluck… Backwards and forwards Side to side- Thoughts are…
Riding to Battle in a Midnight Blue Car
Violently calm, he sits in the front seat, splayed with an eerie regality around the chassis. Long tendrils of his fiery hair hang into his eyes, casting prison-bar shadows over them. Lysander is achingly beautiful like this, the fire in his belly burning up, a slow heating of ember before the inferno. For one named…
Oceans of Distance
Acrylic red the polish of its cut against your dress, The leather belt, buckled around you It radiates under the moonlight, You’ve got that determination in your eyes, Mirrors hiding the inside softness of your soul, A soul carried far, No more weight than a drifting snowflake on a winters day, Waves crash in the…
Pain of Night
A night marked by poles of red light. Angular figures, a clock: 11.44. It is always this time; red figures on a table; reminding the mind – again. This is life – never more alone than now; tiredness so profound the mind is separate from wearied frame; an enfeebled entity adrift on an uncharted course….