November 2010
26 posts
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work stops
and we sway, watching
the lamps swing in unison
blinds tapping uncertainly
at the windows
outside
the city waltzes to itself
and before it is over
each of us will consider
an escape
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illiterate alone it takes three fingers just to type love & the ring finger can’t manage s(e)x
but free to roam the body’s syllables they find words in o(h) and a(h) and mmmmmm
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tear the last month
from its perforated spine
to rip a proof that time
is linear & irreparable
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in sickness i slept away moments
better spent in laughter
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an overnight train south and
for a moment the moon is a bullet
tearing across the midnight sky
keeping pace with us behind black trees
and I remember being certain as a child
drowsy in the car’s back seat
that the moon was there to follow
and light the world’s dark corners
for me and me alone
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it is the poison ones i fear
the sharp-toothed things
real outside of dreams that
can kill with one sting,
one bite
the way a lie works
turning its victim inside out
the body against itself
something inside
spreading
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cocoon me me in blankets
in sleep i grow wings
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i’ve seen where i want to live
its unreal landscape
washed by ocean
scrubbed clean and wild
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this food has come half a world to meet my lips but i gobble it down hungry for some memory of an older time or nostalgia for flavours left behind & here it is now delivered to me smelling of jet fuel and waste and home
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empty office at eleven
humming thick with drives
sleepless servers & ghosts
that click in the towers
& alone, the air grows dry,
malevolent, & something dark
stalks monitor to monitor
watching, its hour is here
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i tune my guitar
to a winter scale
dark and cold
& shattering sound
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this ache
is it
a fist
pressing
up from
my spine
to crack
my skull?
or just
a lack
of sleep
dragging
my eyelids
down into
the murk
of night?
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that night the moon had horns
so we bared ourselves
to show it the softness of skin
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wrap me in leaves i am wet and smell of fire
all mud & mulch, i ignite to burn through winter
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yu & i wer 1
as we op 2 b
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there
is here
with tea
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i am inside your star crushed down by brightness & the mass of two million rocky worlds, but i will fuse, erupt with light & push now steadily outward
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whisper to me
the wind’s voice
has no tones
only air
shivering through
teeth & leaves
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some days
there is no poetry
in the words
they sit
on the screen
& gloat
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boats bob like gulls
on the water below
their cargoes
carried into the mist
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October 2010
32 posts
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thicker blankets on the bed
and we burrow like foxes
