compendium

 

winter world calling




should i

when

winter world

calls

fall

lonely

like a child

fearful

in the dark

should

i



forsake the swallowing sun

light can be made broken



should i

when

sleep

phantom

advances

fall

the silent

sigh

should i

disconnect

the sky



and the honeycomb air shimmers

accepting all voices




epitaph



wish

for thou are not eternal,

promise nothing

for flesh is never immortal,

time

is neither guardian

nor keepsake to memory,

should you, veiled

slip the shadow way

cherished

shall be your name,

always




silvered



childhood off to

the gallows and

crow gnawed dark,

nooses are proteins

lashing the roads

for future peril,

swing freely once the

last playground dies



but leashes are only

truly beginning, sexes

are a dash of acorns

and their interrupted

contents for the media

to tear at or render,

none control the

cell’s furnace panic



i imagined

but never truly

happened, what

buries the sigh

so? to complete

itself with an

unfurling tether,

a competent breath?



often i would

think, “what would

that summer be?”

intense? is it like

stars drunk? or

fireflies in terrific

stunts inside the

heart’s continual plummet?



or trying all gleams

at once? a tiny

constellation expanding

pushing outwards from

that silver sung cranium,

that blush of silvery

anticipation, a tremble

expectant, into



this world is sullen

enough yet those

infected with love

are raptures-blurring-

faster no bullet

could overtake,

there are silver cheetahs

racing as blood



i dreamt but

could never fit

the spire together,

i see their edible

silver, and hailstones

coming on command,

a copy of one another’s

attention, duet and stride



the wet shores are

sheets, aftermaths of

opals and sludge

moon varnished, a linen

confession of-allover-

animated fingers,

wreckages of, docile

with outright blisses



i was never

met this way

or approached

by obvious or by

stealth, have i

become my own

superstition my

own pretend ruin?



those eyes with, are

combustible everywheres,

compliant desired edges

where lust is caramel upon,

a slobber of bodies more

salt nowadays than

an infused tide, that love

is pathological



and loneliness is

accompanied with that

confusion silver melting

where only the lonely

abandon their gazes,

sliding in almost

touches but never

touching anyone




halo



in love? fuck!!!

air grows besotted

menaces reason,

reconsider? there

are other preferable

lunacies



once cupid’s thirst’s

been administered,

it’s doting, teetering,

lush sanity weakens,

blood blushed with

stars, flammable



inconsistencies of fever



it plagiarises

cannibalises,

thinks imbalanced

hollows out and

down, into uncharted

precipices



drowned so,

smothered so a

copy of someone

else, devours the

mind’s highway,

exerts it’s iridescent



halo



it sure is blindness

follow wrist first onto

all fours of submission

upon tightrope thinly

swaying, this valentine

sickens into a sweetly



meddled corpse



attrition of, knows no

cease and has gruelling

thumbs that insist on

brandishing ownership,

prints so sincerely

inflicted, mortgages



the soul



other tongues will

be prohibited, it’s

disease will acquire

a permanent bed

where the linen is

always rain damp



and lustful dirty red



stupid as an adolescent,

the minute you spread

your fingers like messiah-

wing-spans, tourniquets

round, my world fumbles

into you, phagocytised even



clumsy-wide-mouth-eyed-dives

-into, like honey addicted

hummingbirds methadone

restricted but deafening in

want, sticky lit and bright

enticement to be stuck onto



possesses to the core



this espionage and it’s dark,

offsets cranial commandments

infiltrates the neural constellation

makes obsession fit, the lie is

forged and is nourished by

the cot that will never rotten



i hate myself for it’s invasion,

you are not my halo, i’m usually

so hole assured i rinse in past’s

affection and it’s usual thrive of

loneliness, i’m used to lonely

sheets no other has christened



stunt of the heart




the invisible



there’s a noose gatherer

who won’t cease until

all flamboyant genes

are subdued, all necks

rid of infected kisses,

cadavers to line religion

with trophy stiffness



finds us fewer, there are

hideouts among sombre

cliches and beige queues,

mosaics of wishes well

hidden and diminished,

crow surveillance can’t unmask

snowflake endurance



it’s snowing the world blind,

blindfolds everywhere everyone,

who is it that hypocrisy guns for?

shadow me further with your

obscene gallows, no atom

un-turned as rage becomes under

the hatred you seek is not here



we are dedicated shapes

beautiful for all hands over,

i heard you tore the skies

apart seeking gargoyles to

kill, to justify the church’s

downward root thru’ and

into masturbating satan



we are disappearances when

looked for, sexual full spires,

two fingers up to the gods you

manacle, we grow more naked

yet insist under this surface

of sullen dances, you yawned all

but we have pink casino buds



shoots and stalks

if urges push us so,

and they sure glow in

the intimate tasting of

one another, strewn brotherly

sea flavoured dna

deep as a tongue could go



it’s not that we are shy for

shyness implies lack of

desperation but no lack of

deviation, we’re afraid of

the blandness that mortgage

the living, so thankful for snow

enticing our joints, danger



should the entirety of desire thaws




a beautiful thing



filled with

beautifully dreamt

crackable dreaming and

breakable wishes



brittle as frozen cobweb

or as gossamer thin,

flower-buds-shatter-deeply-within



this thirst of

a butterfly’s sip

remember how we drank it

and pushed pearls fathoms in



moonbeams aren’t scarce now,

in snow a sudden rainbow

sparks azure-eye-lit gorse fires



ache of

an arc and blisses spill

off from lightning bridges, the

necessary trace roams across skin



collect wet stars as they exceed

then drip whilst falling, sticky

met air wonderfully atom singing



witness each sigh as exhales build

spires to topple to fragment to

mosaics of excitable light



such sunshine

voltage unfurls

trellises of nerve endings, and

aftermath judders dissipate



along rapturous corpses




sex



unthawed

hinge

frozen

closed

blow

reopen

and

grow

thru’,

within,

within

you

blatant

stiffness

orchids

groan

strewn,

a

body

torn

blissed

roots,

how

abdomens

gleam

like

spilt

in

trumpets,

electric

eels

dismiss

their

shocks

into

and

out

as

panic,

muscles

all

a

flutter,

seismic

wonder

and

eyes

dwell

migraine-

like

tornado

twisted

persuasion,

drops

indigo

that

minded

rainbow

shatters

spiteful

almost,

within,

within

you

dna

graffiti

lacquers

and

mixes,

aftermath

into

the

vinegar

of now




the imperfect rose



imagine

a garden

so perfect

it flaws even

god



imagine

stiffness tall

stood tree-like

without blemish, a

skeleton symmetry



roots in idyllic

copy of a

genius torso

that leafs with

breezes above



sunlight pure prisms

an amber that touches

but doesn’t scorch

worships that pause

of green



therein emerald

tender sea not

quite abrupt nor

crouching a spine

burdened stem



but where’s the

melodic crown?

tucked inside so

selfish a hinge,

innards of



blushed petticoats

about to rip, tossing

out mauve tarpaulins

where wasps will soon

manoeuvre and the



full stop swarm to

inhabit, lovers

have broken over

less distraction,

comes that sigh



of insides flinging

out, those larders

rubbing full scented

disarms panic of

the bee



scurry into such

tailor made scrolls

sweet scarves are

for sipping and

ingot parcels



come out of that

purple yawn yellow

sparkled, beware

sticky hairnets

miniature massacres



stick there, the odd

limb without a blood

sac hangs redundant,

hatchet attire for a

thirst that can’t cease



imagine

those unseen residents

some are sofa tied

thwarted by struggle,

the cellar tries to be



inert patients and

subdued dedicated

constellations, i’m

not breathing today

avoiding smiles from



the medicated sky,

and petals tho’

advanced messages

are being scribbled on

by wither



i am less now

easing into crippled

sentences as if

murmuring makes

water sense



where once

childhood unfurled

everywhere,

here is being

discarded



ageing is a slow

burial quickening,

being lost in your

eyes, imagine?

like petals being



torn and submitted

to that hunger of

rot, it’s mouth is

without end,

daylight is



damaged, tho’ it’s

only the drowsy

eyelid, will tomorrow

bring naught? and

the linen remarked



upon where death

sung? out from the

window’s grope an

illness begins to

sulk spreading it’s



ink literature, gowns

where once the dew

warbled are holes

mature doors for

for the cannibals



to waltz, being is

being pulled and

hairdo’s devoured,

consumed by a city

of infected tongues



imagine? i did once




a tear boxed rose



punctuates silence

with a gasp breezed

last lung



commit your floral

gown to wither



the rose has lost it’s

dew spectacular varnish



avoided by most adult

addictive fingers



there’s windswept

shock creased thru’ eyes

no tear has crept from

in absolute years



then

stems were most plunged

upon and paid for many

blisses



loveless listing

like all seeped wrecks

do



heroin motorway marks as

the devil’s unfortunate own



skin pulled over interrupting

bone, a jagged read for

anyone’s glance



there

were days of loam well

past now



when her body

ran with nude honey



and buds

did illegally burst open

flinging flaming ego reds

and ruinous torn at tights



the bloom was disgraced

with copious fingerprints

impolite in their forage intruding



now the sheets are

stained rank and

disillusioned for warmth that



never has depth, those

concrete hips used to

being spilt into



a labyrinth of point

blank aim



the years have dug

and the burial of

has begun it’s manure



now that autumn adheres

to life clinging with it’s

life support machine



audible shudders of being

found, smudges of where

insect paths are written in slime



and leaves have shoulders

with rain upon them



soon that morgue midair

pavement will have your sleep

forever in it’s chemical charm




farewell to loneliness



shade

i banish your complete wings

fraught and demanding

go from whence this dirge came



you’d have me king

wandering the splinters

owning seldom, this dead

sky my only ceiling



i’d be repetition and

fewer glances, go into

that buRning cot and

vanish



leech out of me your

tiny unfleshed corpses,

the blood’s tin exposes

three year long poisons



i drank from those calendars

where minutes were imprisoned,

took to sleep’s medication

and stayed there like a



mortuary victim



persist with time for time

will ease you out of your

life, make from rust someone

quite worthwhile



another season aches

by, spring with it’s

pregnant everything

is seared by fever



windows have approach

of bones, falling softly

as innermost sighing does

piling stiff chapters



between what’s coming

the intention will be opaque

and to covet, everyone an

influenza casino



waiting for that final

shudder to inhabit,

days grow scarcer

we dwindle at the root



commit to the page’s

unwritten now, unwitting

perhaps, perchance to

soar the moonbeam plough



get up from you graves

let that anyone become

a smile that flutters the

heart width wide



wider still for loneliness

to shrivel, to become the

errand of it’s own decline,

complete me with your



mutual sighs all over

like intense rain, a

molten quickness that

silvers nerves with shivers



don’t let the hill complete

it’s darkness, don’t rid

the moon of it’s wonderful

prowl



kill off phantom witnessed

shoulders, hesitate the

vow that yearns only

quiet stiffness and stillness



farewell


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