Cut your heart out

Tell me that you love me or I will cut your heart out. A wild melancholic gratitude undressing lostness. Her hands parting above purple waters. A red star rising. I am the majesty of a day ascending. -- 15 April 2011 23 September 2010

walk with me a while

Study the glory of the sky.
The doors of life open wide.
If the sunshine hurts your eyes,
close quietly and breath.
Come take my hand and walk with me.
Walk with me a while.
Let me.

--31 October 2010

Cipher

Emptiness begins to speak its own past. To see the colour red as it really is. Life a hinterland of reflection and symbols. A cipher unshaped. Not some thing new, but a thing known. A revenant in different form. Things endure while the living lapse. Beauty is here. A thing wondrous, really. --18, 19 june 2010

Alaga Syrup

Hasty compassion rooted in a mind elsewhere. Fried chicken, rice and gravy untouchable tempting the table. Fresh milk of cow on Wisconsin farms drank warm from neglectful hands.
Scars rant. Glimmering branch sprouting void. Plumppest sweet worms grummy mites scurry the unlighted crumbling world beneath sights of wishing grasping helpless moments.
Sounds of love's glance away. Inhaling the power of words to transform heal. Tasting Alaga syrup wseeping Wonder Bread.

--24,31 May 1,2 June 2010

Das Lied Von Der Erde

Farewell.
And almost no pain
all all die but once
the ape in the tree
Mahler's refrain an epitaph.

1907 a fortunate rural summer
then thin autumn frost
all this life.

Death is no end
where i go
clouds mist eternal.

Singing in the dead night
the exquisite hour ends
where it began.

An invisible palm
plump rose crevices.
Knowledge to be lost.
Song of my wandering heart.

-- 29, 30 May, 2010

proscenium

Au revoir
who knows when you came
your time
we all need a story
i'm returning a lost story
the loneliness seen in houses
how do you think how we live
we live for romance
a man in the street
isolated hope
maybe i'll go that way
a poem on a coffin
in a cave
well parsed hours
a proscenium
the stage declines
goodbye stranger
nothing need know your origins
how much we lose along empty words
you i never knew
always sloping towards the light.

--22 may 2010 (apres-midi)

wanna breathe ginger ginger mint osso bucco bones

What is it too coming around again To fly beyond away over there over there What's it all about Breasts tipping milk laddles of love might not get none Red spit spat on pavement Daddy arms around surrounding me red fingernails grow wild long fierce can cut gotta sister named Nellie Sue What's all this love thang about get over We fall over its a love thang coming round again aint nobody love you better Look into my mother's eyes daoent daoent daoent daoent warm and tender sweet surrender I'm a red oiseau got walk supple thighs reaching forward It's a battle royale stepping through my big toe curved against black et white print Sydney days at Centennial Park A Black swan laying in water round I think of the possibility of a Black Swan unseen that exists in realm my mind flux fluctuates mind over matter though i aint stopping no no here it comes Sister Sister going to Phoenix leaving on a jet plane broken back spines driving from something late at night crash into me the songs in my head you me for you and me crash into me A beautiful day a bird call it speaks once a sound along reap my soul coming back here now performing monkey bars swinging writing a life a dream of what once was for you for me and the bell tolls sweet like candy a birds thin leg breaks but not broken 2 metres span wings soars i gotta draw these words overtaking me mind full things coming coming dont drown moi wanna breathe ginger ginger mint osso bucco bones saving me and for them I'm a oiseau flying flown away there for you for me a pellegrini cafe at night with love a sweet dark chocolate love thang i tasted drank it all in down my throat then smiled aahh Life's a beautiful thing eh gotta give it up What's it all about you know? Red roses red roses caressing feet toes of stone anything is possible White ladder long my time is now aint no coming back prehistoric toes aint they beautiful hell yeah! I feel that feel it. And the heart says whatever. The moment of sweetness was agonizing then gone gone.

--20 may 2010 (morning before 11am)