Sunday, 30 August 2009

The tide is out
And an army of white horses
Pay homage to Michael Jackson
The tide is out
And an army of white horses

Friday, 28 August 2009

Please sleep
Wash over me
Dissolve me
Shut eyes
Deep breaths
But the words go round and round in my head and won't shut up, bumping into each other and making dreams, half awake dreams even though I want to be asleep, properly asleep, so I'll wake refreshed and not have all this bouncing round and round in my head
Until tomorrow
Which is already here

Thursday, 27 August 2009

I pick
The flecks
Of dust
Your face
Have been

Wednesday, 26 August 2009

Dashed lines

Friday, 21 August 2009

We need for this rain to dissipate, he said.

Thursday, 20 August 2009

The blood hardens on my skin
Prickles come up all around
The scab turns black
And falls away
Leaving pink skin
Lampposts cross each other
Praise the Lord
I miaow at the cat in passing

Monday, 17 August 2009

There are worlds where we are together
There are worlds where we are apart

Saturday, 15 August 2009

Greasy bus
Hooded kids
A dirty rainy day

Friday, 14 August 2009

The trees are painted on the water

Thursday, 13 August 2009

Muesli crunch
And ice cold milk

Tuesday, 11 August 2009

I put my fingers in her hair
And lift it so the light is split
There is nothing to do

Wednesday, 5 August 2009

Lost tourists
With large bags
Wonder if
The empty school
Is their hotel
Pink salmon
Green broccoli
Red tomatoes
Cream potatoes

Tuesday, 4 August 2009

Lines in my pillow
Made by my fists

Monday, 3 August 2009

The display falls to the floor and shatters
Leaving only a hand to twitch
I will always love you

Saturday, 1 August 2009

I'm gone
How do I get my
Hands inside your clothes?