To Mrs Moonlight x
(2014)
World cup anyone?
The page was waiting like the dark liquid poured itself luminous in the night-time dim orange shed, orange head full of unburnt connections
Lost in this city I call to the twinkle star minds with a whisper the crowds respond with no words or time
To the ends of the Earth where the lava hits the air raw-earthly habitats To light the night
Love is a secret word whispered between dirty fights found under the covers of moonligh… tight into ears from lips to soul
Run. Until your legs disown you and when you stop hold on to the thunder of your bei… fight through the chocking air,
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…
Life This dot to dot beeb-bop melee of mish-mashed memories
All this talk, this chatter, this… back scratching, arse scratching v… bitching, territory marking, point… people boring, tit for tat, straig… out of touch, poker faced
We lay on the beach saw, from shifting sand, a friendly fight, a dolphin show, a picture of us,
You are just a rock stopped, still, avoided as time passes and mocks, with looking-back laughs... ...and you sink, forgotten
Oh! It’s late again caught the last train woke up to the fields to walk with my night friends I’ll teach the moon to eclipse
Out There: everything waits. half lit sheds, and fields of sheep, an ambling man,
In a flash the whole beach lashed, laughed, as another siren painted… sky blue skin competing dashed to the submarine cold Hot little beach rocket bodies
A raucous laugh on a cigarette gus… A petal falling between the cracks… Playground bottles high as kites, What kids we’ve become. Doing time in the cells of mind,
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.