(2013)
Quite often I find myself running for the train in the morning.
#Run
This women is the ocean, this women is the sea this women whose wobbles mean so much to me We could sail away forever
Out There: everything waits. half lit sheds, and fields of sheep, an ambling man,
I sailed away to cast my fate, on the shores of Catalina, but after toiling thousands of mil… I find the grass is much less gree… All the wine in wine country,
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…
Striding with purpose I pass the perfume “No thanks” past glitter doll eyes and boxes to die for
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
Time is up time to senesce green usefulness sucked out left to hang our unburdened colour shines
30,000ft life support this thin walled impro-bubble Moulded curves sealed in air, buckled to chair
Quiet is the whisper the first confess in an ear close to midnight when others are at rest A secret kiss in darkness
Hurried by the wind, my mind races across impassible reaches to where you too are watching in shared solitude There is no torture
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
Just a drop In the ocean Pretty pearl of glass Infinite reeling colours Inside
We lay on the beach saw, from shifting sand, a friendly fight, a dolphin show, a picture of us,
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
To the ends of the Earth where the lava hits the air raw-earthly habitats To light the night