a smooth ooze and a covering

oh soothing tree beneath which we lay mesmerised

dew-like-moist in each other’s tender arms, “how

love’s conquest swarms strengthened by summer’s

boisterous warmth” so unwary of ghosts whilst

carving our initials with pieces of stone

ether drone

to us perfect song

come instruct this heartbeat to waterfall its want

cloud unresolved sculptures slide the sky’s measure

gargantuan snowflakes, midair mellow mountains

drift upside down, an incoming mask, there’s a

cockroach up there -if you squint- trying to be a fish,

a whale somehow catches sunbeams in a jaw-like precipice

cotton white seed heads afloat fay small crowns

he wipes them from his blond hair boasts their frail

cargo to unravel over him, oh dissolve frustration collars

suede hollows are accepting, whilst eye constellations

grope their glint n gleam and sparkled lustful fragments

your forever changing body leaves me quite uncertain

but certain of our gazes, into the flame of his blood

inflamed me, there glisters beneath eyelids

and butterfly-winged-whirlwinds, duplicate me further

incandescent arrow shoots oh honeysuckle wow

there’s an earthquake happening in us now

everywhere -

inconsequential

breath divided and shared stars

outside hid, has a harsh chrome world of grazes

jagged addicts requiring their bones to be loved,

vast holes lonely places loveless sea black tideless nothings

our half ghosting goes unnoticed but sped on a dark

collapsing axis, lifetimes of excursions and gossamer near

misses, i’m further swallowing ditches and poured pollen

thankful, we engulf wholeheartedly

flurry after inevitable flurry

frayed-knife-cutting-edge

cocked-crow-fuls awaken strewn

frozen-eyed-frenzy-thawing,

peal oh pearl a shocked roar, bud

does its clock and stamen calling

there in slick of wetly worded morning

stuck to a dream that is explicit, feel

wreathes of someone else’s fingers

startled secretive slivers thrives shivers

men-shaped-holes faded now sheet-

wise shame go hide underneath where

prying won’t learn of, come find me in

the undergrowth of losing myself

it’ll be captured in the nerve ending photographs,

fantasies outline the blood’s intake of

cathedral shapelessness, come lick up that

stem of fire, brightly desire gendered

“quietly” demands outside, go to the below

of normality and straighten, lest the red

besieged beaks vulturesque find you and

sail your abhorrent bones up onto crosses

i’ll stay in the sleeve of anorak boredom

trying to be in that skin of acceptance,

trying but the architecture of proteins

quite deafening, certain and not asking

you’ll find the sun-beam-less stood awry

stood in the linen of a lie whispering codes

from inside cupboards, corporate closets

for all those on fake taking it up the trousers

awkward around those skirt swirled persons

biohazard to look at, does the curve play itself

straight? pretending on remote the groin’s

lustre when in truth it wants other inmates

seeps a scent mocked treacherous ‘ere it

flowed, its sustenance makes feelings

borrowed, a locust constellation a filthy rainbow

to disown, weeps a scent, itself cuckoo bent

what shall his soil grow to make the abdomen

respond? do you alter or accept its glow?

should the inquisition dare to ask wear your

consumable skeleton mask

fruitful the body is plucked more than once

voltage sprays upwards thru’ the neck so

the pyre juices can collect, frayed knife

cutting edge, protein stars sexual orbit

so riotous lit

hi-b-rid

taken to re-sighing

the sea about that smile

has lips uncertain

strange proteins

unremarkable in their

fossil closets

view myself

unrepeatable mirrors,

an echo for a faded voice

what makes the blood

rub so, made far too curious

it’s starting to sculpt relapsed buildings

out of sleep out of waking

foes are about their sexual

offal, i am blundered with quiet

whilst all else has shrill trumpets

bones relaid to make for others,

i am lonely as

i’m wired to the frantic horizon of

cobalt blossoms buRning panic,

every cell-moan exerts lightning

stretches me further, extends the

height root-pushed-spires, where

am i heading? towards the bed’s flame

i am spiralled i am downward and

unraveled, the male knot is dreadful

and giddy with gulps and such a thirst -

it devours inside upwards, pulls at

drags down, don’t hide me in the

cellars of quite far below where many

lives hang not being themselves, far

fainter copies exist daily, still i am

every despicable want fullest on gasp

adolescent pearl raged then such tiny

cages molten worried and then some,

i am slivered right thru with hidden initials

now is neither before or an aftermath, aren’t

you “that unrecognisable” from kaleidoscope past?

a tuber's-worth seldom left to become its flesh

i’m moon soaked worry and the sheets will

betray, such secrets don’t leave dents but

bury such sharp acorns

there’s resurrection, an awful spire, drenched

with unnecessary weathers, come fill the skull

with obscene blushes

am i half of clandestine someone? now is nearly

done with fear gnawing as festooned mammals

with blunt cartilage and enamel

gnaws so deeply to infect my un-resourceful

heart, eroding something suspect into lesser

than was wrought

delete the person that came before, i am going

whilst convinced arriving, come strive me with

confetti bright men, a feeling gorgeously shivered

tho slightly absurd

come, we must hurry

come, we must hurry

the day is doing itself in

the boughs are preparing for dusk,

the quiet of my heart wants rushing -

with the fragments of someone

skywards cloud shrapnel begins to

dress the horizontal skeleton, come,

we must hurry before tomorrow is

upon us deafening shroud and all,

come commit to the rivers of my sex

i am a swirl of mixed up mirrors that

can never quite capture my face, i elude

the root’s touch yet want so much

to be loved to be entwined in the

trelliswork of someone rubbled with desire

come, hurry, the moon is slid downwards

and drags their white glared dress, time

is eating itself, future moments will become

sparse, none to spare loneliness that is

a castle now, impenetrable devil on a plinth

hurry, before the hidden elapses and age

becomes indebted to being still, strive

until the wish itself collapses, and night will

sew us in into being anonymous, there’s

a bed unshared finished with failure

an ultimatum of now why my inner of all

seeds still waxes, if kisses were true they’d

drag me thru’ the light drag me until soaring,

but truth is unnecessary crocuses frozen

under metres of non uttering sadness

where is forever but brief and held in a sped

second, a shutter-eyed-lense’d-intention catches

him looking handsome, aware of your nectar

shirt and what thrills lie beneath cotton hiding,

i am unwilling to hurt, explaining the bed’s desert

if this lifetime is being hurried i have not spent

that long, headstones are for oneway sleeping,

try to catch with eager mouths damaged rainfall

whilst the last flame guildes the final horizon, hollows

exist for sorrow to persist so commence fleeting -

before glooms exerts residual blueness and lonelier revisits