but those wistful lanes

are jagged grey distinct hands,

skeletal artefacts

museum well, hurt

morning thumbs thru'

this stain,

bleak holes show awareness as

sun spilt fingers kill the dim lit room

a spray of light first falls

across clothes strewn,

slow creeps eerie gems up limbs

consuming the night before

you vanish, a dream's burden from me

the hourglass you tirelessly pace in

another ambient world

the closest we'll ever be

24 lonely afternoon

a sky so bruised

glowers down

my heart refuses to rain

bleak waves sprawl

lazily horse headed foams,

winter behind my footsteps

as well as in front

thru' brittle affection

twas done

the deed

the lies our hearts mistook for love

swooned for,

am impossible wish

so impossible

it cruelly burst

this love

of eternal

rotting buds

25 memories of you again

half eaten

sprawling across dew lit bodies

crawling with intent

shimmering all minds

half bent

oh shiver skin

coerced with ten thousand needle events

persuasion holds swooning

into a kiss hard bitten across thorough necks,

flay the swan until white turns indigo bruised flecks

i am thick with touches

thick with congealing amorous roses

thorn pointed inward

until you have me swallowed

memory ruins, a dead polluted stream, an archive for one,

corpse flowers float numb movement yawned over

by a chloroform sun

where i am both nothing yet something

someone doesn't want

in eagerness for rainbow blisses

i craved your bones but

got broken yielding, it came like brown

autumn, a ghost rushed intention

faded wires

disconnect their bees,

memories of you a

swoon wants to infect

to redraw the page's

outcome

but cannot erase,

i make the most of rain

26 switch clocks to

backward staring,

past aches melodic red

hurry thru' out childhood years

across stone fields, over silent cemetery floors

footsteps quietly cross adolescent seas

where mermaid perfumes elude me

heartbeats would roar should kisses follow,

but brings only false quartz to dazzle, to ensure it's stupor

thru' burnt out eyes, the door of a lover

into these the foolish stumble

where friendships decline or are forged

cannot quite place your face,

traced a touch, can't remember how it felt,

a forbidden feeling tries awakening

but sprawls back autumnal rust,

leaves cease from being stirred

now that epitaphs watch

in judgemental silence,

their worn weathers will not ache

beyond what they cannot infiltrate

these hot wires once buzzed indigo fallout

schemed each spark crimson sexual flame,

but what i thought was synchronised

was truly separation

withered pines where i once stood

i think i loved you once

where the ether froze it's dreamt edges

27 dna

robber

come to cease evolution

or so it was reported

your purity

cannot exist

with this kind

of pinkness

why don't you

murder it?

justice will cover it's

hypocritical head well

the world is

twisted out

there, a repetition

of inescapable fences

here is

slightly lopsided

and drunkenly

blurred

absurd

you feel fear

that i can

undo society's root

do you think

that with a

kisses aim

i could topple churches?

we are noose

tight shade and

frantic lust

boils our bones

a curious hybrid

to be exterminated

to bleed freely

the finer points of sin

edges are

defiant

yet

frayed

merging and

ill defined

all symmetry denying

falsifying straight lines

we are all circles

and curves

meandering corners

and subtle bends

stood proud

in the bitterest breath

where bold

our rainbows keep

from humanity exempt

28 step into my night dream

thru' waters cool

glisten

be soothed,

float a rainbow's bough

bejewelled

race inside my heartbeat,

liquid begun sea

softly where shadows meet

ghost into my night gleam

upon a shiver's cascade

you light the mourning shade

you draw me close

when afraid,

yet, i shallow drown

where moonbeams falter

and shadow begins

razorblades

to dream this night

of pure petals slipping inside,

a dead perfume resounds

like a chorus of nodding funeral blooms

voices shimmer entwine

calling me from slumber's grey deep

to surface from soils of groaned opals

my crooked heart seeps,

cries such wanton desire

cracking the night's obsidian reservoir

no one to hold

or to share

no one anywhere

to dream awake is too painful a thing

like frost swallowing

entire ice laden fields and

long suffering streams