Friday, February 15, 2013

.

Every separate moment that I
Am reminded that you exist
Is another smile that I get to keep
A sudden breath
A skip in my step
A writhing in my sleep

Unfortunate.

You are
(And would that that
Were enough to describe you)

Green and floral
And extending out beneath the ground
To eat the water of the earth
Hungrily living and flowering and dying
A four-coloured circle
An endless loop

Sinking ships and ocean earthquake
Striped waves and the
Foam-wrecked shoreline
An infant turtle
And the tern and the gull
Your wings are grey
You are

An endless list
And a single word
A phrase
A truth
You are

The khopesh
Claymore
Bastard sword
The battering ram made of a bull's head
You are

Another eternity of adjectives and nouns
That I am not able to say for the time
That they would take
From being by your side

Thursday, February 7, 2013

New scars.

1a.
Buy the lockpicks
Open the door
Put a hand out into the sun
Burn a little bit
Dart back to the dark
1b.
Numb the burns
In ice cold water

2a.
Throw out your whole arm
This time
Fuck the pain
Some things are hard
Don't you want to stand in the sun?
2b.
Repeat 1b.
Let the tears come
If they have to

3a.
Are you ready?
Hell no
You'll never be
(not completely)
So jump
You heard me right
Be the Icarus you always wanted
To be
3b.
Keep climbing towards the sun
Because you
Will
Get there one day

4.
Don't be afraid to fall

Tuesday, February 5, 2013

This fucking bus.

Don't you get uncomfortable just sitting on the bus?
Don't the buzzes and clicks and vibrations
Grind your teeth till your skull starts humming?

A speed bump
Thunk
And the sound comes very
Close to shaving
Away at my jaw

Sitting at the back of the bus
Dodging sounds like falling swords

I remove myself and
Am delighted to feel just
How still I really am

Sunday, February 3, 2013

I will go far.

A song! Haven't done one of those in a while.

I will go far
There are miles yet
There are footsteps left to take
There are journeys left to make
I will go far

I will stop at the inns
And sing for my fare
But no one here will listen
I will sleep outside tonight
I will go far

I will walk far
Through desert
Through the mud
Through the rain
Through the eye of the storm
I will come back again

I will run out of water
On the plains
On the grasslands
I will come close to death
And I will pray

I will come to know
The trees
Of places I have not yet been
Sleep in the shadow
Of a mountain
Whose name I'll never know
I will go far

I will learn the language
Of a people
From a thousand miles away
And return home and be a stranger
And not know how to say
I have gone far

I have gone far
I have walked
I have fallen
I have killed
For my food
I have walked
I have traveled until
There were no further places left to go