Monday, October 16, 2017

The red light

I see them swim hand in hand
in a sea-green balcony
beyond the sea-sick building
beyond the hustling billboard
beyond the blinking traffic light.
I see him lay his head on her shoulder.
The weight of his day, his life, his being
laying gently on the curve of that wing
resting, dormant, breathing, silent.
And at the moment, me the voyeur
wanted to be him, wanted to be her.

Wednesday, October 04, 2017

Once

There was a time
when I believed
I could be anything.
Be great.
Be loved.
It was a beautiful time.
It was a foolish time.

Wednesday, September 20, 2017

The Smile

Have you ever smiled smiles that hurt 
and crack up the corners of days
stretched out beyond comfort 
pink sunrises and sunsets
with drops of oozing red blood
speckled on them
causing crinkles in your dreams
crow's feet in your thoughts
smiles pricking with shards for teeth
gleaming gleaming gleaming bright.

Wednesday, August 23, 2017

What now?

The Gods are dancing together
On a bed of corpses of those who
fought each other for them
and then fell like trees for timber
Leaving the jungles naked
Like bodies naked squirming
in a haze of meaningless encounters
Encounters fleeting like prayers
going up in incensed smoke
Ripe with the smell of burnt flesh and fur
Drifting in on the breeze from forest fires burning bright with flames orange and red
Red like the leaping, darting tongues
of people lapping feverishly
at the promise of feeling and
coming out empty, sick to the stomach.
For nothing is sacred anymore.
Neither faith, nor nature, nor love
And we're asking, what now?

Wednesday, July 12, 2017

3 AM

In my dreams,
not nightmares
my skin is peeling.
Dry rinds of seconds
and minutes and hours
and days and months
and years shedding,
their weight falling off.
My blood is vapour
and my muscles dust.
Borne on the wind.
Floating. Fine.
My bones are shards.
Opaque, scattered, broken.
Bright green grass grows
in my one intact eyesocket.
And my nonexistent mouth
laughs and laughs and laughs.
In my dreams,
not nightmares,
I am gone, I am nothing.