Sunday, 19 February 2012

Bones and mud.


Can’t see sweet sod all for sugar
Lacing through my tiny veins 
Everything is blurry 
like remembrance of a mugger
Sky-scapes in the rain 
Beautifully distant soft and furry

All the shades are corallescent 
with a drowning mans lament 

I can see the wind in motion
I can see your fingerprints 
In between us there’s an ocean
Stoned with slow and heavy waves
I can see the now in future
Possessed by starlight; 
in her corpse's salt and mud
I can see phosphorescent riptides 
Bathe my shoes in shit and blood. 

Forever is anonymous
Forever is a girl
Forever is the invocation 
Of a tale of tales
Forever is a jelly fish 
Swallowing a pearl. 


pic: rain, steam, speed. Turner.





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