Friday, June 17, 2016

I don't belong




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 I don’t belong,
always the outsider.
I prefer it that way.
What people don’t know about you,
they can’t hurt you with.
 











Friday, June 10, 2016

2.



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2.
A weak sun passes behind a film of indistinction,
rich velvet licks a red sheen across your skin,
brushes your back with every move I make.
A darkness descends, black clouds lash out,
I feel your deep’ning need by the grip upon my hips,
resounding thunder marks the moment sight implodes into your kiss.




Thursday, June 9, 2016

3.




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3.
Tell me how you are.
Tell me who you are after 5 and on weekends,
tell me about the mask you choose to wear,
tell me about your fears and fantasies,
what keeps you standing when the world is falling,
what do you think is the purpose behind all this,
where is your light when there is no moon,
where is your love with the gun in your hand




Wednesday, June 8, 2016

To-Day




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It was meant to be today,
I was meant to re-connect
with a spirit, a part I had lost,
to strike me with its
long awaited answers,
fed to me
whisper by sweet whisper,
a breath, a word,
permeating my being
so I may taste the exposure
of all that was lost,
and all that is,
should I invade you too.




Friday, June 3, 2016

Friday Noon




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Friday noon
Ties loosened at an outdoor café
Frosted glasses, golden bubbles
Hot bodies under dancing lights
Bass speakers pulverising sense
Time disappears
An empty house, billowing curtains
Black shadows prowling for new moon
Bare bodies tangled, lifeless limbs
The Cheshire Cat grins onto sinning souls
Perfect! It’s Friday noon.









Thursday, June 2, 2016

There was a time...



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  There was a time I knew you, indulged in you, savoured your fire flowing richly through the fibres of my being,
  you opened a world unseen by average eyes, of infinite enthusiasm and an endless appetite, where I could speed with anticipation though every sense.

  This was quickly doused with disapproval, displeasure radiated at me, and the stifling process of conformity tried to suppress this instinct, these thoughts, tried to tame my impulses, take 1 tablet daily…
  I have ignored it, drugged it, smothered it, denied its existence while watching the sun rise and set, day after day... week... month... year...

  ...yet still you surface. No weaker, no stronger, just as ever-present as if we parted but one new moon’s night ago.
  I rise to greet you, accept you with the confidence and abandon of a 9-year old child, I slip into your familiarity where I can leave my incomplete self behind.

  Now as I look back onto this battlefield called life, its smouldering fires and smoke-poisoned air, made of cold concrete and cracked reflections, I no longer mind the scars on my skin and the pain tearing through me, because I’m here now, and I've never felt more alive.


peace is found only
in the purity of mind and act,
in you… come to me…


Monday, May 30, 2016

The Ruler



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     Endless days I have wished, I have begged, to forget,
sleepless nights I dream of being possessed,
so tell me your dreams, what it is that you rules,
or do you dream of being possessed too?
     Is the ruler of your night, the ruler of your soul,
or is the ruler the one who is trying for control?





Sunday, May 29, 2016

She is a Child of the Moon



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She’s a lover of the night sky, of fantasy, the moon,
she can feel your blood as it drips from your cut,
she can hear your song as it pulses through your veins,
she can read unsaid stories from the book that’s your eyes.

     She can draw you into her cloud, where the fiercest lightning strikes,
she will lead you through dark forests, leaving you drained, inflamed and raw,
     and she will lift you into the stars, where the unknown sphere arises,
she will lead you through truths wonder, filling your body and mind with awe.