To Mrs Moonlight x
(2014)
World cup anyone?
Lost in this city I call to the twinkle star minds with a whisper the crowds respond with no words or time
Write your name on the next bomb.… Wish for a child to hit. A hummingbird pipsqueak heart stop… A punch like a holy fist. Hold a used shell to your child’s…
Those thunderous Gods whipping cauliflower petticoats sk… a shoes-off call to their pregnant… gaining weight against the light Insect flights, crackle rumble,
I am inside by the window Outside it is snowing the dormant grass pales as the icy… of a million frozen raindrops attempt their silent smothering.
30,000ft life support this thin walled impro-bubble Moulded curves sealed in air, buckled to chair
The page was waiting like the dark liquid poured itself luminous in the night-time dim orange shed, orange head full of unburnt connections
Oh the grand of Duke of York, he had ten thousand men, he sent them out to fight on a hil… while he sat back drinking gin. And when they were happy they were…
Toys of war bought willingly by those who wish to be part of something
Quiet is the whisper the first confess in an ear close to midnight when others are at rest A secret kiss in darkness
It’s three in the morning and my v… I see life as a stage and the danc… The sets and the clothes are desig… Or we’d crawl on our bellies and e… Life is a dance,
It was a changing time the moon was high in your hair I didn’t know you then didn’t know the things you’d becom… and then we took our chance
We travelled back to old Italia wearing borrowed shoes and a ten g… tipped the driver for driving all… through the driving rain Oh - it poured alright
Just a drop In the ocean Pretty pearl of glass Infinite reeling colours Inside
Striding with purpose I pass the perfume “No thanks” past glitter doll eyes and boxes to die for
Time is up time to senesce green usefulness sucked out left to hang our unburdened colour shines