28 October 2014
Hinterland
the sky is dark and heavy
dismal as an infant’s funeral
tones of grey and black
divide the days
and we are hostage
to perpetual winter
the sun is dying
heaven is weeping
darkness reigns
in this hinterland
.
2 October 2014
Crimson
nearly
neveror hardly ever
not now and then
but now, forever
sinking
they are out to get me
I know they are
their whispered fragments coalesce
to form steel traps
for my clumsy feet
tectonic plates shift
beneath the gut
beyond the entrails
into the deep
the heart of things
the end of night
my fingers are stained
with nicotine and blood
I’m high now – too high for comfort
each horrifying impulse
passes through my colon
with a nauseous thrashing motion
tearing like baby sharks
devouring their birthing sacks
I cannibalised my ego
to construct a prison
with no walls
and no means of escape
this crimson shelter
affords no respite
from the luxury
of self reflection
or the aching desire
for sleep
.
27 September 2014
Crematorium
crematoria tears
fell freely on the Monday
lapsed into silence
on the Tuesday morn
we were all here
dutiful and penitent
we were all here
but you were gone
I heard you breathing
shallow now
soft as snow
but far away
someone still wept
through the aeons
that followed
for you had heard
the mother of voices
she spoke to you
and not to me
.
26 July 2014
Dinghies
24 July 2014
Imposter
6 July 2014
Reflective
back
in the laboratory
of my mind
I concoct solutions
to ubiquitous problems
the silken intrusion
and delicate rub
of afflictive memories
the cocks and cunts
of youthful infatuation
the fascination
of the flesh
meshed into pornographic
reference
forced into grotesque
and novel shapes
made to adopt
censored smiles
and null identity
but these subtle devices
imperfect in design
only breed new monsters
bittersweet and unkind
.
18 June 2014
Ideology
you believe what you want to believe but there’s no give in tablets of stone and no thought that fills your stomach there is no dumb eternal essence no spiritual spark that electrifies the synaptic gap we speak ourselves into being and our language articulates ideology we are the vassals of whatever ideology we call common sense there are prohibitions that control your actions and procedures to improve your ideology I have no beliefs to lay claim to and no faction lays claim to me I’m not alone there are millions like me free of the chains of ideology
.