(2014)
just an acrostic poem about loyalty
in truth, all good things suffer t… no bricks and mortar stands for an… though, in your heart a love will… all the pain and angst forgotten,… down through the sleek nuances of…
an emergence into a world where my shiver had been timbered where my barnacles had been bliste… and the pieces of eight pilfered I took so long to walk the plank
You hide in the shadows The ones where I hide, me, myself Un sheath your weapon And glide with ease and the grace… A subtle ploy, a distraction
I’m not sure if its a warmth I ca… or if the energy in this house has… the universe lactates into this ro… a web of abject mental cruelty foa… I feel crushed by present events
with a face full of intermittent b… your mouth resembled a piano keybo… like headstones in an old cemetery suffering terribly with subsidence… and as you stutter and stammer
like a ghost I roam this town this lithographic world that rest’… an etched name upon a vague signpo… dun fate that sings to a firing sq… it makes no precise difference
Slim desire, come and nourish me Let my bygone youth play havoc sti… Be the appeal of all fabric lay he… Steely eyed, insulated, a melodic… Slim desire, come and force feed m…
to your cupboard and above this ta… where raw shapes made a satanic bl… two strangers conjoined in a labou… the iron and silk of monotony pret… you hitch your dress for a parade…
through the window I see you sway, you don’t know I’m watching waiting, longing, silent music
slash these dreams that I once mad… this hate I yell won’t rest, it ju… fluttering eyelids that feel like… I’m steeper than the wish enthrall… load that gun and ready the razors…
that dark candle you lit, you hold it burns with the brightness of a… it hides the creases and the full-… unnoticeable to others, its the ra… it drips a slow shadow of wax
as the shoulders sag and droop and… as the burden carried refused to l… the last hope of loves resurrectio… drowning in tears internally wept, you’ll sleep the night but that’s…
black and white photographs snapshots of a rare and happy time… a holiday in Wales where the beaches are pebbled, a week away in a caravan
father, my life has been hell you turned your back on me, the smallest glimmer of value I meant less than that to thee what revolution will you have me s…
there’s nothing for you to find in… all it had on show has been seen, there’s nothing for you to learn f… all its pain is sewn into your sea… there’s nothing for you to hope fo…