THE OTHER SIDE

  What is life but a book to read from both sides, from either end, from all there is to see here below the constant clouds of consideration, from far on high where the clouds are carpet and the stars as close to perfection as we can get, for midway through this meander of noise […]

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WHILE YOU WERE DREAMING

    And as you dove through distant dreams just beside me, you left to my centre, I woke to the night sky splitting above me, the stars were burning, bleeding through the darkness as the heavens opened, their gates no longer golden as the rooks took flight, soaring into my fright here in this […]

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THE CHILD INSIDE THE MAN

  Oh child, sweet child, sleeping so beneath these big shoes and ties knotted to a life of change and choice, but we had to run, had to keep going, didn’t we have grow up so quickly; stand up, show up, give up, pay up. Oh child, sleeping child, so sweet beneath this bitter battle […]

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RED INK

  I love and lose in circles, scratching at skin tipped in ink, trying to find the truth beneath the colours I’ve let others colour in, hiding the paler flesh I held from view, we always need to hold on to something. I am not comfortable over quiet dinners; too much stilled air coursing through […]

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ATTENTION

I glisten to distract, like a snowflake; the sparkle before the melt. Particles of fleeting perfection floating through the hands of time, falling through all these imperfections. If only my clutch were tighter, truer, if only I knew more of my own truth, too many skins already slipped through, too much prediction put on that […]

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BLINDING LIGHT

Blanket light, blinding in the back seat, not all light is light, the sun can burn through its beauty, the mind can tear through its thoughts as wheels will themselves across these bridges, feet too far from the ground to feel its gravity, we build our own graves along these roadside reveries. Blanket light, burning […]

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I WISH…

— Our lives were lived in London then, 2 boys at play on shades and stages, in 4 bedrooms that couldn’t bind us forever. In arms we sobbed from 1 of our 2 3 seater sofas in our 4 bedroomed house, watching dreams disappearing beneath the ashes of the Apple. Eden had ended for the […]

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