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it's ether i believe

i could breathe you,

i believe i could

drink it's final damnation



wonder is about to

be met

synapse and all



the heart knows

it's thunder and

roars



soars with the

vocals of

rain



intimate rivers

so want to

consume



to run it's agile

sparkle all over

you



spiralling defiant edges

then plummeting into

slippery hair



persuasion ebbs

and rotten blooms

become sipped



the consequence of

muscle fires, connect

dewdrops against bodies



and kisses fall into

such deepness such

probes of wetness



saltiness

from a mistaken

sea



and breaths come

quicker than

dragonfly wings beat




in thru two rings




this ain’t no saturn

no numb circle

but a nude flower

for a muddy bee



a battered larder

of brown deluxe suede

no less pretty than

a furry triangle



either, dewdrops do

not taste well, one of

old harbours, the other

populations discarded



in thru’ will hurt hellish

like a red gunshot,

deface language

with ouch



applaud the heart’s dirty

furnish with burnt blood,

tether tide’s violence and

reassure wrists beyond the back



desired, you get

ripped at ballets and

moans to make thunder

shy



absurd voltage each

serial insertion, mauve

constellations, white

firework palm like ignites



it’s tinder stick

a deluge of streaming stars

wonderful hot shards

firing shots up into heads



but never quite far  enough

into the heart’s

relationship

silence




octopus



breathe with

consuming me



killed toys by

massacred puzzles,

a clown slit grimace

night enters in



of stories, of

re-enacted pages,

recite the pirate’s

warning, there is no

corner of the sea

to conceal in



doll suitors patrol

the sheet’s edges,

where the slump of

bears appear sleeping

but are watchful



heroes are paused

to pounce from shelves,

there is insurgency to

command but



the room is deeper

ink as minutes

suicide from the

clock’s face



there by floorboard

creak, stealth

paws capture

the stairs



we know

you have changed shape

from the friend

we knew in the day



man-thing

goblin,

all with

tobacco teeth



wider

larger

bigger than

the ceiling



spider footfalls

thru’ out skin

dusk commits

to imprint us with

vanishing tattoos



until grotesque

heavenly burst



by lust countless same seed

i should be the clone of

your protection, a fatherly

shield from monsters



as snakes

then fidgety worms

burrowers to make

the eyes panic



bleak, black eyes croak

eats us whole



innocent ruiner

when complete, melts

backwards into night’s

avoiding stare,

well honeyed



returns to the wife

his dormant hive



our seams left open

nerve endings of shuddered

bolt lightening, and

creeping caresses



we do not shiver

we neither speak

nor rinse ourselves

with cleansing wishes



coveted by stuck sheets

and queasy moonbeam fingers



it’s time for dead sunrise

to echo the retreat of cloaks

as high as we wish we could be

to undark all hiding places



we try disguises

eyelids painted false eyes

encouraging our demise under sleep

should a predator decides to peek



this place of embellished touches

breathe without me




night bloom




desire

melts into it’s own furnace scheme

a fluid given pose,

saturate mouths with honey

to have your heart held

small anchors first then roots unfurl,

begin to exert buds from each intruding

burst, until the feeling sickens

itself starts hurting



the blood’s magic is red

noise mosquito raucous hum, meet

the weather at it’s lightning

edge, haemoglobin becomes

fire, flares the hot river



from dusk insistent

velcro, hourly

swallows

eating whole the sun



it’s pouring thru’ the windows

and sliding up walls

like a funeral liquid

in softly guided waterfalls



obscure bloom

edible you

slowly opens

then un-reveal



you interrupt the mind’s

ash, eclipse defiant waking

wounds, induce my petaled

slick sea into shimmer happening



entire bloom

engulfs us all

muddy as a rotten brook

where the crooked stars shoot




twilight thread that weaves the spell




sun surrender, yawning jaw night

igniting sky-edges on fire,

almost shrouds senses weaken

suggestion seeps autumnal thumbs



twitching secure corpses, some are

dreamless, we are aliquots of nightmare

and wander thru’ foreseeable pitch and illnesses



slow phosphorous halo’s, slight fugitive

whispers start their storm roar,

our cradle liquids take to curious shaping

into falling tautness, a nocturne rigor mortis,

a rapture of swans slide thru’ minds



and my brethren ignite from the

black and the deeps

from torn terribles, it’s

uncontrollable dark

scorching halogen paths



a cup of stars begin to spill

each silver life spilled high and shrill

fall towards ever falling doors

a disappearance of rainbows



compasses lie across each heart

the ecstasy he may or not feel

until such shade began to depart



and from synapse iridescence

tendrils curl and twine him way beneath sleep,

he stirs to turn and becomes under the floor



and their children come from forests far

spinning webs from spider’s fur,

thru’ his face by chink or creased breath

his eyes ajar, a fountain of burning shards



radiant fingerprints ingot pinpoints

into the reaches of fleshes

and the blissful dead will not wake,

our thoughts, our limbs

stitch into the minds of mankind



and dreams most cinematic sprays,

reality hereby collapses

sculpting impassible spires

from ordinary choirs to sound their

solar wings into deafening



the sun builds from nightly pyres

garbed in morgue sprawled moths

that smother us before

dreams forsake and returns us

wakefulness



soon that dark is rid

and the cobweb latches part

from their bejewelled thatch,

bland boughs awake with

old furious song

songs from all beaks



but that reverse of slumber i

invert inches, deeply

lorded over ash, and lengthy

silhouettes where the

moon is quarter sent,

an appearing horizon met



and the sunlit roam

in raucous swarm

to mend or

to earn themselves a future




feathers



stir unsightly weathers

black-crow-eyed-jewel-stare,

reason decides to sever



i’ve taken to shadow

and it’s soft sublime insides

like i upon dark tongue recline



guillotine the lovers as they lie

towards each collapsible sigh,

lament long dead whispers as

partners of mine



mirrors have sarcastic teeth

molars want to seethe and

bury me by reflective glare

a photograph ached sliver



a good man gone bad crooked sunbeam

crease the wind’s shrieking,

undo everything, un-still the stillborn

sellotape a thousand shard shattering



it’s dream that takes me up the hooded stair

to the cobweb floor a room so bare

save one white wilting actress flower

tear bound to a feeling that will not happen



shake the stems from their thoughts

upon each edge let burst

quietly curl a neatly packed storm,

backwards fall thru’ hourglass



when the mind’s map imprint

decides it’s time to mosaic

into another decipher, ripple upon pond

like swarm upon nerve, and be cursed



world’s end falls sparkling rain

slow consumable cascades

glittering needles, long live their pain

halt a river’s touching, make it well again



but all you do is sit

troll insisting and disinterested



upon poor excuses mirrors

that puddle

no rainbow guess or lucky suicide dip

a silver revolver aims to kill

like i am lost from your kiss

so fill me with your bullets as i

narrow precipice



and on that puddle that

reflects only truth

afloat yet drowning

feather fragile thought

a frond broken by love




caterpillar heart



the consequence of loving

oh vein of my heart

shape change desire-me-knots

is to know where i stand

pulled by quicksand

where countless angels are sucked



pretend plastic colourful masks

covert eyes, afraid to ask,

now whose feigning

a worthwhile word of oozing

and dare be said love?



stillborn ruin

fish without fins falsify for you

whispering eddies and cold statue blood



vein of my wrought heart

feels your deep instilled pulse

resurrect love in all it’s matt guises

the surge of fingers pulling at flesh

like petals torn off flower heads,

though no grenades sigh

i feel honey raptured as if stung tonight



me in your capillary archives

tangled in adamant skies

it’s too late

in you i have cracked

i’ll break your butterfly wings

to catch the caterpillar back




keeper




listen for the mushroom’s pause

inert breaths suspended

a gossamer watcher

of quiet



stir the dream denied sleeper

those moonbeam slopes that keep her

quietly as water stillness in a glass

her slumber doesn’t crack



will it fragment

at a silhouette’s touching?

root thru’ her like roots

would anchor at soil



rainbows slide in, a shimmering spire

blows the startled shoulders



do not deny him any deeper

allow such colours uncurling timely breather



i am the river that weeps him

and tingles shocks across her



your worlds are mine to hold

your flesh, your bones

my keeps, pip within stone

kept safe, kept from roaming




bequeath



seaweed chains

a cancer crab

crawls drowned faces



all splashing fins

surging pearls and

mermaid bedazzle skins



driftwood limbs

in barnacle clothes

bound to swell



the ocean’s habit is

sucking this glitter cargo down

where prisms salty build

and kingdoms sand dune drone, muffled under



shell beds and

comfortable silt waits

your flesh to wilt



rush away love

well under wave

foam and more shipwrecked

in your whispers drift again



eyes white lit foams

and coral wanting mouths

no kisses of mine

will come to waste



no breath of mine

will come to fade,

memories fasten to take fond shape




tumbling insanely whims




loose like flowers

gently petal fall,

dew upon skin

barracked aphid sprawl



silvery steepled voices

inside call never on addictive snooze,

silhouetted notes loud to blow

you are the sky where comets fold

the tree snagging winds that

untidy chaos further



asylum where my sought after

wings are snared, throat of

seeds shared with no one,

your geology murmur

my landscape my mutter

muffled to your rhythmic thumbs



undo the mask

to find another,

another labyrinth

unhinge it’s hidden

a clandestine path



and wonder met

but was it meant?

touches underneath

slumber, wants the highest

kite to out distance thunder



but every wandered kiss

is brittle, and such lips

breakable,

sometimes i want to

vanish my heart’s

eclipse



why is dark so full of nooses

and soul compliant bruises?

a skeleton rose invites all

to it’s perfumed bones

so hang from it’s sharp stem



it’s maddening, meander scent

has me kept

the cabinets from his flesh

all swooning vines madly drives

each wish tumbling insanely whims



try, i tried

to push him miles in,

all he does is silhouette

and twist gnarled shade roots

merely inches in




forever frost




forever frost

and thru’ it’s pitch heart

like falling thru’

netherworld veils

of dead fingerprints

whispering sweet black nothings

calling

calling you

from intimate forever

thru’ aged cobweb

embellishment

where skies are always

sallow



emptiness brims

and is slow to ebb,

beneath quick reminding

chilling



dead eyes pierce dull stars

into blissful black night,

wished for honey or something sweeter to begin

to make the mind all the more sickened



atom by sheer atom of shadow’s skin

reminders of what could have been

of laughter and cupid’s artful theatre

a song that builds higher with each stupor



frost unworthy landscapes

an algorithm of pale people ghost their own

melancholic senses,

skeletal pines leant against a frozen lake

men so cold from each sigh

a snow bound promise of lies



a wooden face meandered by hail

aching bold worthless knots

a smile from wintry morn

a smile of splinters



why doesn’t he come in?

too afraid of what the frost

might do and

covet him


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