Thursday, 29 October 2009

A spray of cloud

Tuesday, 27 October 2009

In the mist and the cold
The rain makes it through to my shoulders
I stare up and the world fades
I take off my clothes
And step into the mist
It's cold
But it grows warm

Sunday, 25 October 2009

Splinters thorns
Forearm burns
Nettle stings

Friday, 16 October 2009

I pull
Your clothes
You drink wine
On the couch
Of the thread
In my hands

Thursday, 8 October 2009

Under the beams 
Of our dreams 
We lace 
And we hold 
Until wake 
ing Reveals 
Us as pillows 

Tuesday, 6 October 2009

The lights circle my glass
Distant fireworks
We're at the station
The bird girls sit on the beach and close their wings
Salt crystalises on their faces
After a time they are statues
After a time they are rocks
After a time they are spaces where water collects

Saturday, 3 October 2009

There are candles in the sky
The lights go out and I'm flying

Thursday, 1 October 2009

The wires whistle
As clouds pass