Bible black surround’s,
Wet wall’s and puddled floor,
Hunched with shoulders loaded full,
toward the seascape door.
The damp and smokey lanes that spiral through the town,
The bloody aproned butcher, the priest in priestly gown,
The gossip climbs the stone lined streets, into their ancient dwellings,
to breathe a million whispers embellished with each telling...
Friday 22nd May 2015 6:38 am
Are the nights getting cold?
As your flesh begins to fold
Do your skies darken early?
Do songbirds sing, but rarely.
Are your parents ghosts of memories?
That never let you sleep with ease.
Families parted from each other
Distant sister, distant brother.
This land has grown away from me,
What once was can never be.
The draw of an ocean the smell of a sea,
The silhouetted Jacaranda tree
The child ...
Friday 15th May 2015 9:31 am
The smell of sex and stale cigarettes, Two bodies connected in life and death, Chapped lips meet between the sheets, Lust in our bones, the Reaper in the air. How rare an oxymoron, neither with clothes on, We follow recreation with deadly inhalation, Skin touching skin, lips wrapped around uncertainty, Two separate entities leaned inwards somehow gently, Feeling so alive, ...
Monday 27th April 2015 10:07 pm
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