the dreary call of an impish grin
a devil may care shrug and an over
a growl and a torch of yellow vent
you can’t forget me, I’m the infal
the one with crimson in my eyes an

My eyes hurt from vision stale
As thoughts consume of angry tales
Of how dust was blown from a brida
And colours danced on finger nails
Me, I don’t have much to add

I’m writing this for all the ladie
and have gazed down at the scales
for all the girls who wish to emul
real men prefer a fuller figured w
I’ve watched my wife’s starvation

and when the last laugh is over
who’s face will wear the grin,
as shoulders rest and eyes dry
and waiting sadness nears begin,
and when the last laugh is over

she breathes a rare and costly fir
just as water it finds its own lev
I expand my lungs to full capacity
and hope her gasps and grunts don’
without a trap door to her conscie

your stare is a cold stare
a hypnotic insanity which I crave,
down the stone steps to my hearts
it falls, my faltering verve a cer
your butter knife spreads the mors

can you forget when used to laugh
at all the pain and the scars,
if you walk a fine line or a knife
inevitably you’re going to fall,
can you forget when we drove your

I’ve studied your forms
your ideals and mystique,
your weapon and sets
your trips and traps,
the economy of movement

through the mist this nose exhales
iced and clingy, a heartening chil
it fosters a trepidation of an unf
its gritted teeth house more than
an obscene yell blows a fouls stea

such nightmares the restless sleep
when truth is held for ransoms kee
the slain and slighted tears run d
and faith is lost from a blinding
the fading cadence of your echo

so violent and so succinct
a ruby red spill that sprays a tru
a scab that’s formed over the eyes
a dark seam of pulled thread,
what sound do they hear when they

anger and rage flow
and I don’t believe you really car
you do it for fun, for the giggles
my unease is your sport; my sad fa
your life must be so empty

father, my life has been hell
you turned your back on me,
the smallest glimmer of value
I meant less than that to thee
what revolution will you have me s

costume jewellery
is all you aspire to be,
worn like a party brooch
an icebreaker, maybe,
just glass diamonds

all those books
they stretch across a wall
a bookshelf filled with all sorts
all those books
I’ve never seen you read

black and white photographs
snapshots of a rare and happy time
a holiday in Wales
where the beaches are pebbled,
a week away in a caravan

spray paint my pupils
and infuse my blood with st johns
stabilize my palpitating throat
as my hand cups the frame of your
only a foolish general sends troop

things woven by self
seldom warm just restrict
and bring shivers and chills
that no soul can predict
but a heart can carry

ghosts of your blood litter this f
strewn about the walls, arterial s
your final act of conscious though
an urge to steal yourself away
resting there on embossed paper

if you noticed me at all
saw past the smiles and jokes
past the self assured demeanour
and the confidence shielded cloak
you’d see what drives my foot

it seems so far away
almost out of reach, in a way,
last among the tumbling thoughts
that mingle; turning hearts hard,
beyond all obscure leanings

The sacrificial lamb of daily drud
Can cheat death at will, though ne
With corduroy eyelids that keep ou
And ears full of lies and deceit
With no one to hear him or notice

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over the mountains I can see you f

I don’t feel the same
the world moves, and I stay... sta
a desire for life that’s twisting
its creaking, its gnarled wood is
I hold on to no hope

tidy rooms and hopeful mess
uncluttered places and a fallen dr
clothes all folded to a heap expir
slotted in faces suspended on wire
allotted to spaces too defiant for

Down the roads and corridors
You’ve rattled far and wide
Drawn comfort from the shade
Pulled like blinds before your eye
Learning next to nothing

lurid, it shanks the body of my re
overpowering the apathy it breathe
verve is gone, steps creak heavy,
erstwhile lovers hang a foul effig
walls covered with the rage of sil

dark and chilly hallways
ice where candles used to burn
the carpet at my feet morphs
from black swirls to cloud grey
electric light drills through my p

I’d bite your face off with my lup
lick away the blood from the delus
that uneasy vagrancy, that emotion
rests with the clumps of my resolv
your delectable fist was once made

Honourable deeds
are a thing of the past
remorse just a world
dreamt in a flash
morphine for tears

there’s an eerie feel to its stare
a dull eyed stare peeling me to th
as if cautioning me, berating me
hammering down my disgrace
he sits there marble eyed

you don’t understand what its like
for twelve long years I’ve lived a
I’ve watched you laugh, sip and gu
all the while I was craving, alway
my heightened sense of smell kicks

through the broken windows
with the peeling paint
with the cracked putty
and the ghosts of faces peering
echoes yelled

I’ve seen me through your eyes
And what a threadbare tapestry I’
The milks turned sour, the embers
As my ego wanders through this maz
Wild animals call and devour me wh

Those shadows haunt you
pearl handled pins prick,
the darkest scum around your heart
that petulant spot where demons wa
speckled light from a broken chand

your heart floats
high in contemplation
a young mind tainted
by the hand of old worries
high above you burn