Monthly Archives: January 2013

Your Selected Attention

(Revised, redone, reposted)

You deem your
Smile reserved
For ones who
Your attention.
You abhor them
And between
Bouts of boredom
You select the
Lucky bidder.
One with the
The needier
The devout
In obvious
And gleam
Of desire,
Which you
Clearly require.
Later in your
Unresolved abandon,
Comfortable in
The bed you land in,
You don’t wait,
You are there
For no one but
Your own sake.
You are your
Own religion,
A singular opinion
You believe in.
You are only
All that is
To You.

A Child In Mind


I imagine the day
Where the butter bugs play
Down by the fiery moon
And dragons all slay
The bad men in the way
With fierce justice
And honour true

In my head I can be
All that I see
Imagination creating the rest
The world plays for me
With whatever I need
I am the biggest,
The brightest, the best

By the garden I laugh
Across snails path
No matter the time outside
I have always one last
Spell to be cast
Magically small
In the garden I hide

Intense Process

Mighty life
Loving wife
Eager ear
Seldom here
Light of weight
Starving fate
Torn apart
Shrivelled heart
Waiting breath
Exhaustive flesh
Pinched and stretched
Daily wretch
Anger swore
Ignoring more
Wide open
Flood waters
Broken mortar
Rotten reflection
Intense inspection
Quiet calm
Open palm
Now agrees
Finding free

Without Destination

He rides around in the silk blackness of night.

Up and down the drives of worn out dirt roads.

Listening to the grinding his tyres make.

And he revels in the loneliness it creates.

His wheels grind deeply against each and every rock.

His life is filled with sound

The city is filled with sound

His mind is white noise

But out here where the wind sings slowly

He is endowed time to breathe

And drive without a reason or purpose

Because sometimes you have to go nowhere

To get to the place you never imagined

Was your destination

A Long Ago Existence

How is that I cant place
Your face?
After all this time
It’s expected
My emotions long rejected
Your existence
But to me
And my reality
There’s still much
You are a part of
But your memory
Still resides
Albeit its subtle
And inside

The things that happened
Left imprints
Upon emotions
And I almost think
I can see you
Still there,
Beside them
Carefully waiting for me
And those feelings
To rise up
And to make me sink
Although I can
Still see that smile
And it makes me sick
The smile that said
You loved to watch me hurt
You were not good
For any one
I pity the party
That took you on

Sometimes I can imagine
The life I would have led
With you
A life dark with
And a Brevity
Too heavy
For life
Pushing and heaving
Longing for more
For a lightness,
For an unknown
Graceful levity

I am so lucky
To have left your grasp
Long before
You could have
Swallowed me whole.
You are a warning
And worse for all wear
I never got as bad as you
You were my rock bottom
And that was enough
For me
Through you I see
What I hope I never
Have to watch
Someone I love
Feel they have to be
Thank you
For that clarity

Even though
It was long ago
That we parted ways
I easily got better
And over time
My best
That lesson learned
Showed me
The worst phase
One I vowed to never

This Stage

Soft caramel sheets
with caught fingers
Like the prey within
a web
And desirous thoughts
That dwell beneath
The moment
The flow
The ebb
Tried to wrap you
up inside and
Throw off the resolute
To make it seem
Perhaps a chance
A better shape to suit

The longing and
The drawn out sighs
Walking across
A fine precipice
Into the crevices
Finding solaces
In the singular release
The button press

But in the middle of
This dance across
This platform
This Stage
This bed
I search for me
In all of you
And find
Something else instead