I dip into lush waters of summer
I swirl in the heat
I never care to eat breakfast
I invade the laughing city like knotweed
Blooming with every laugh
I am a shark, wanting your blood
The sweat of your father melting on my lips
Loops and coils and fading rainbows
I see art in everything
When I close my eyes I see your shadow
Crossing the room briskly
Obsessing over the last thing you said
I left you waiting like the books I forgot to read
In the depths of a black night, a fire burning into nothing
Lights in windows I never looked through
Fickle offerings, a day I never truly appreciated
Washing away
Tones and shades and sweeping floodgates
Clocks swirling into blue mist, paralysed time
Faster than the peloton, multiplying plasmite
Deaf ears to good advice
A special kind of magic in the mouth
A constant need to write my thoughts down
Almost as though I breathe through paper
The pen is a limb
A song I never get tired of, sweet Kokomo
Sanjuro in a mulberry field of invisible rays
Men tied up in bondage
It\'s the sombre melancholy of loneliness
The lullaby of youth echoes out into a smoky fizz
We are carried by an ocean dance
Falling through hands like soft sands
Time is ashes in the mind of a bygone poet
We fuck like poets so we must be poets
Undoing our breaths, we breathe like poets
Coming to our senses
In fantasies devoid of logic in a Heaven lost
I swim to the shore, through winds and storms
The rain feels like petals on my skin
In a forest at 4 a.m.
With red eyes from crying.