Stood in reflection, noted all I saw
futures passed and memories to come.
I walked through windows, looked through doors
slept on floors hard and cold
picked grass
mowed flowers
a coin extends their live.
I heard friendships scream in pain then die
saw smoke in search of a light.
I thought deeply on shallow waters, pools of slinky black
saw mirrors broken
and dreams that slipped through cracks.
Things lit by moonlight brighter than the day
feelings unquenchable, undeniable, that wouldn't go away.
All the eyes open unseeing, ears hearing yet deaf
people swarming and promising of touches now left.
The loneliness in crowds pressed tight
security by myself.
Bodies falling through the abyss of eternity, how silently they yelled.

Then I shook my head and looked again and all I saw was me.











She lay there nude
I here so rude
stiff and bemused.
What will I use?
My tongue for a broom?
I've been excused
for my overused
slightly abused
shrivelled state of constant amuse.
She tamed my shrew
as I loosed a shoe
and kissed away all vestige of you
and if you knew
you would construe to ruin or rue
as if on cue
that part of me you said was you.
Confused?
Once again I say "Excuse"
and rest among lower curly pews
to worship anew
to drown in the dew
that only exists when love dawns new.
Again "Excuse"
for I refuse
and can deduce as if right here is where I lose,

the rhyme.









See the lights on hills of blackness
barely audible
above my water view
where lives, how many tactless?

Red eyed prawns swim stiffly
evading the youths
whose torches belie truths
as long-handled nets move deftly

Sat here on rotting pier
watching tradition
as generations become a procession
just thinking minutes that disappear.









Drink it down
taste my ever-present blackness.
Just drink it down
sweet toxin
grinning stupid poison.

Come drink some more.
Find that patch of death
craving
yearning.

Reach for it.
Drink it down.
Your liquid ticket to the premonitions of Eternity
roll between gutters.
The shakes like the onset of a fluid demise.

Drink it down.










Sitting round a drink talking about my past
living a history repeat
dreaming a shortened breath.

It came walking to a quick-step halt picking up pieces without bending down
clutched life tight as mother so blue
Mary crystal-clean stop the forgiveness smile, for once a grimace.
Sliding faces follow suit.

Burning thoughts quenched by thirst taken and laid to rest.

It's night time now
splinters of the chill
cataracts of thought
Too late to start the day again.









Unsent mail like unsaid words
wasted thoughts, wasted time.
They would have been wasted anyway
no-one reads
no-one listens.









With finger on trigger an inch from delight
pleasures known to you alone, lay back as mind takes flight.
A gentle squeeze now so at ease at peace and all as one
safe away your sanctuary the reason why you've come.
Your fantasy, your dream come true, what burns you up inside
the hidden part, forgotten lies, the part you just can't hide.
You clear them here with a gentle grip, with palms that bead with sweat
then when you're done all that remains are memories in a pool so wet.