Thursday, 13 February 2014

Para

Everyone knows but no one can show
You how to move your legs

Too much self in the room
The same self room

You say it never works
it's all I can do
Not to laugh

Slow dancing mannequin
Wolfs head claws in

Flood
Rise revel in the glow
Of the minds ash
Keep your child's heart
Tuck and bloom

Slow dancing mannequin
Wolfs head claws in

Sunday, 19 May 2013

To Do

clean place / tidy
take out recycling
clean porch
sweep bedroom
Flight and fighting homo-sapiens erupt
out of thin air,
and into the prior life you lived
in outer space before.
Empty living rooms, devoid and turned.
a pig's head on a wall adorns.
Can't move past it
or get inside it,
time to forget it,
cause getting rich doesn't apply to our sitch,
any more than a dying leaf browns and stains,
devoid of impromptu givaways.
Light a smoke die sideways,
The guaranteed are enemies,
they don't even apply.

Sunday, 15 April 2012

Exploration 2

I’m running down the road I’m on the sidewalk, turning into a side street
It’s late. All the people inside their beds. Some sleeping.
Sometimes I feel like I’m running away and my body tires quickly
Sometimes I feel like I’m chasing you and I catch up
Then all I hear is the blood in my ears and my steady breathing
Like I’m on an operating table
I like this feeling
I can feel your eye on me
And your wings around me
And I keep going and find the rhythm of the track I know is there underneath me
I feel the bruises in my lungs, but it doesn’t matter
The people don’t matter
The stupid shit I do and say and write and sing doesn’t matter
I live for this
The memories don’t matter
The happily married divorced with kids don’t matter
I love this moment
I love you don't leave

Monday, 19 March 2012

These Hands Are Mitts

These hands are mitts
head lies like a cloak.
At the witching hour my body
clenches and I wake up
yelling gibberish at my family.

Does the sun yield to you?
Creator of the time space continuum
I drift in

floating face down over my
own 

Cut the cord when it's time.

Wednesday, 7 December 2011

Son, you're done for the day.
Lie down or maybe hit the hay.
You lost today,
but can't remember
if it was a fight,
or love, at first sight.
You're lying to your friends.
Your pets look the other way.
You always want it back as it is being taken away.
Just leave it blank for one day.
Come back another way.
Simple things are hard, cause they are made that way.
I love you kid.

Wednesday, 23 November 2011

1

Time moves fast and
time moves slow,
lost my will man i don't know,
lost my fun and lost my friend,
one who called me out by name.
A rising tide of fear and shame...
Hold it back dear Dad,
I don't want it to go bad
I don't wanna be sad,
but I look a fool
my nose always begging to be scratched,
picking away at what's left,
junking out left right,
rolling under a city of great heights.
Gotta get up, and keep moving
you know?
Can you take even this brain, this heart?
Yes.
Can't be afraid anymore,
you know?

Tuesday, 15 November 2011

Sun Set

Are you friend or foe or
something in between?
It's never black and white
between you and me.
Is this a circle or a spiral?
I shouldn't ask, but I can't
see my footprints between
the walls.
Walking around, fooling no one
with spears skewering my
body, plain to see in the
afternoon sun.
I dropped it on the sidewalk,
tried my best to step on it
as I walked to my favorite bench.
Maybe watch the warming sun set.
Maybe snap a photo with my eye.