web

open eyes to look for you

in darkness i see best

the breadth of what is false and true

much more than all the rest

my fingers trace your silken skin

the web then comes alive

this tantalising cage we're in

may yet portend the sky

sated on the sweetest parts

then gluttons take to bone

never endings, only starts

when craving is our home

crystalline between your thighs

so hard i want to burst

that you will bleed it from your eyes

my deep and endless thirst

in turns the earth and then the sun

moon casts its light on sea

i swear you are the only one

with whom i want to be

caught within a silken dream

the taste of us on tongues

more vital than perhaps it seems

like air that fills the lungs

 

skyway

as stardust glittering at eyes

and spirits passing by again

imagined distance between sky

and loved ones who must e'er remain

at intermittent connection

seeking ways to prove

measures of this affection

even thus steadfastly move

as flames that sway at cirrus sighs 

in storm and still we burn

there are no endings nor goodbyes

once skyway's trails are learned

deep within where need takes hold

someone to hold the hand

in waking hours too often cold

spreads vast across the land

amid such times invoke the light

of those we keep within

and even thus transcend the blight

and void we're living in

these ceremonies we enact

to linger at a solemn chord

if only if by means abstract

are we become despair's own lord

arms spread wide and eyes are cast

unto the firmament and more

communing with true love at last

beyond the skyway's door

mean reversion

static state, the world is good

we could not ask for more

but people always should

scraping up against the door

possession is as blight on us

both want and need define

what cynics like to call our trust

the heights to which we'll climb

to find it and then hold it close

a maelstrom in the head

a healthy mean revision dose

for what in heart is dead

we shape and mitigate space

comfort and the mundane levels

at which we render grace

it's just another hoard of devils

from which we turn our eyes

truth indeed hurts most of all

though some just don't surmise

the gravity of this soulful fall

the universe is patient still

there is no hurry felt

too soon the soft parade is killed

for time is thus compelled

to come again to simplest terms

my insides bleeding bright

your reversion to the mean still burns

my eyes as horrid blight

fall away as ashen dreams

we know just what they are

nothing's ever what it seems

within, the only star

 

a whistle

your words remain unheard

though i know your heart is full

the sky calls us all like birds

we don't escape its pull

but late last night amid a dream

a proffered hand with thistle

how i miss your silken voice

a spirit start, a whistle

to which i e'er rejoice

these dark demeaning days

pestilent and real 

to whistles we align our ways

in shadows we e'er steal

fleeting hours of meaning

but the source is always you

belief in every moment seeming

to conjure joy from blue

you don't know how lost you are

but i can tell you true

you are firmament's brightest star

if you believe in you

early morning guns resound

the world is put asunder

in whistle tones the truth abounds

your grace and subtle wonder

journey far away from me

if that is what you need

to your whistle's eloqui

i'll forever bleed 

  

be

the sun creeps up between your legs

the dawn is all there is

as journey for the seeker begs

so much more than this

draped in dire shrouds of earth

unto desert yet again

deadened souls require rebirth 

whilst the demons here remain

tap the skull to change outlook

your spirit shudders free

from all the pain your body took

in soft soliloquy 

cirrus clouds surround my heart

there's not much left to say

these bodies tear us all apart

just wish that you would stay

upon a sunlit vineyard trail

a song upon a swing

distant devils ever wail

as muted angels sing

of centre and self worth

amid these numbered days

and trust is at a dearth

we sometimes lose our way

unto sun just turn your eyes

a tear will come in time

for rapid ever moving skies

and mountains we must climb

to be...