I was brave today.
Not in some grand or daring way.
I didn’t break the Berlin wall
Or heed some frantic midnight call
Guns still fire and planes still f

I used to write my name
In letters ten feet tall,
Across the blank stare of these ci
I’d watch as the colour bled into
And smile as it blinked back tears

When all you can see is
Mountains upon mountains,
Snow five miles deep,
Wind ripping out all the air that
We will find the fires you’ve lit.

The world that I knew,
Through the hole in the wall,
Danced it’s shadows across the bed
Stretching the light into an infan
A call to transcend the shapes tha

May I unfurl and come to be,
The shape of great renown,
A banner higher and bright as fire
Paraded the town.
To live the lore,

Little sister,
Release to me,
The fractured form of thunderous d
Keep your heart and tethered eyes,
A shape of stone and wilted pride.

Cast a line from the step of your
Torn through desert, fields, ocean
Pierce my cheek and drag me to sho
I only wanted to knot the end.
Follow you down the rabbit hole,

He comes alive, and the devil walk
Burning through a city strewn with
‘Cross broken roofs
On cloven hoof
He stumbles t’wards the dawn,

This Love,
It’s all you’ll get from me,
Low and ancient,
Nothing but teeth.
To pluck your petals and finally,

I set the storm in my sights -
With a shape, cut out in the headl
Your neck, crooked high at the moo
A howl of ruin, stuck hard in your
But we broke the brewing sky,

The lights that fire in the sky,
Are halogen, and hospital white.
The songs that lovers share at nig
Come vacuum packed, one dollar nin
And all the worlds behind your eye

She’s by the window, the sun a pap
Her eyes haunt the fall of night.
I’m letting it go, wrap a coat aro
The snow outside builds in mounds.
We cut the phone, voices rattle a

Tell me,
Is it the Hunter or the Harlot th
Sat atop this hill,
Draped in the rains that you held
That whisper to you still.

The day grows late, in the house w
Learned to stand on our own two fe
A thousand lessons I never knew,
Built my body and shaped my truths
All I have,

My girl sits with her eyes to the
At the window of the house that sh
She plays with her wings,
And quietly sings,
In a language I’ve studied but ca

The nurse, she dances with a soldi
Her hand mistakes his rifle for th
A whisper in his ear,
‘What is life without the fear?’
Her arms will prove a cradle for t

Lie on the floor, we pluck words a
From favourite songs and picture b
Greedily captured, fingerprint smu
These look like the people that we
Driving home and the windows slide

My brothers in arms
Carve a course of destruction,
All hands to the bow lest the day
And fall to those who seek to usur
For blood and for gold do all men

The sky is collapsing,
Across the plans you pinned to thi
The clothes you found, buried in m
Hang from your bones, but don’t qu
Your guests crash through the door

The morning cracked wide open and
As the jealous sun pushed through
He saw it draped across me but he
That from that day on my orbit was
We’d drank each drop of darkness u

I see you, smiling down at me,
From the top of the tallest tree,
Scaling branches like baby steps,
To find a place where you can fina
The earth shrinks and falls from y

I was waiting for a train, when I
Hanging like smoke in a suit burni
His voice billowed out, as sweet a
Whispers of names I thought nobod
He greeted me then, in the voice o

The violent departed,
Punches a crater in the face of th
A thunderous crack roaring out fro
Stripping our skin from the shape
Dragging us to our knees.

I held you while you slept
When years upon you yet had crept,
When faith anew was baby blue
And promise hung unkept.
A loaded crown I reached to claim

The swirl of clouds on sepia sky,
Make silhouette the swinging shape
of Peter’s bell hung high.
The cluttered step of grave regret
Tread deep this trail of mine.

I didn’t move house,
I just left.
Grabbed my jacket
And to hell with the rest.
The pictures will stay

Steal my rose
As I lay by the side of a screami
A storm of clothes and smeared mak
Time to wake up.
I’m an empty bottle,

The night is an ocean of deepest d
The shadows of beasts born of sorr
Lurk where the light can’t hope to
To pull at my scars and shatter my
Each mark an incursion, a piercing

A toast, to those who’ve felt the
To steal the kiss of breaking leaf
To worship of the waning bloom,
Regardless of fair reasons swoon.
This is to feeling less than you a

Make a choice,
It’s the eye or the lip,
Mine is the mark,
The brand of the whip.
Digging, deceiving, the wretched a

For the horses drowned in rising c
Rotted whimpers tear to say;
‘Never will we run again,
Bleached and boned, here we remain
A fitting end to servants strife,

I gather my things,
Set my course
For the fringe,
Through the gate past my mother’s
At the borders I know, the trail

We came upon this desert
Caked in fire and stale defeat,
With vultures at our side
And shovel’s waiting at our feet.
The car lies still behind us

Pass me the fire
And I’ll claim the lead,
A ghost on the stairs, just the en
I’ll search for the shapes that ha
The fall of a shroud on the points

Smell of salt, calling,
Water writhing far beneath,
The sirens count our footsteps
As the ocean stirs from sleep.
The time is now,