Candles burning down
Sunshine through the gloom
A solitary creature

Part of the frost
Breaks off under
My foot and
I examine it for longer
Than I would examine
An other thing

Angel in white
Road storms
Twisted colour can

Standing in the wind
Legs twitching
Mind racing
Where in the world are we going?

Birds fall
Foxes jump
Badgers charge
We smile

Rainbow bag

Crossing person

Pastel faded world

               Rise
The                               And
                                                              Fall
                                                Of                           The           Day

S                                              O

The

World

Is

F                                              T

Chasing butterflies through fields of buttercups...

Spit soaked stems.

Kids make dens.

I am part of my mother. I am part of my father. I was pulled from her womb.

Red ragged splinters
                                  in my hand.

W a i t                                        ing
to     be
paint            ed
by
snow

Through the trees there is a clearing
And in the clearing there is a girl
She is crying
She is wondering what happened to her
And what she will do next
She loved him
But he changed that
And they hadn't waited
They hadn't been desperate
They had been natural up to then
There is something about man
Isn't there
Something about man

Partial green speckles
Break the mould
And cut through
To the Place
Where we have been

Let the powder erupt

College born kids spin silently in the rain

Power keg
Trip switch
How's your mother getting on?

Sink your teeth into the doughnut and feel the
Sugar spread
Let it infuse
You
Let it seethe in your brain
And when you are old
And diabetic
You will not regret it

Candles burn down and the wax collects on the table
Finger impressions
I walk to work
The other people do not do what I do at night

Bone scratching

The leaves part as Tara tears away
The cocoon
Shreds
Simpering
To the Ground
How did you know I would be here?