Until She Sings

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All the ways

To sit with uncertainty Here amidst the ruins of The person I was Someone better Lives here now Yet the hungry ghosts of old weaknesses Change forms as they stalk the future They’ve no place haunting But those, red in tooth and claw, They fail to learn from history My victories, come at a cost,Continue reading “All the ways”

Appointments To Weep(Men)

Our appointmentsMade in transitionFrom one place toAnotherSit with the fearShe’s losing interestAnd your novelty is somehowWearyingIt passesAnother arrivesGuilt and the soft prayersTo find the balance between cosmic justice and acknowledgementIf you could apologiseYou wouldYou didBut people seldom hearWhen they’re settingYour life ablaze,It passesAnother butLess as time goes onYou wish you couldUncoil before herAs you alwaysContinue reading “Appointments To Weep(Men)”


An amusement park Yet It’s always closed For renovation To him Who else has had the pleasure Of experiencing every single Diversion here? Lips frosted with pink sugar Taste but here, how he sweeps the floor, Tighten the bolts on the tracks, Pour soothing sawdust on sour puddles, And yes there is depth of valueContinue reading “Caretaker”

Kisses As prayers

Damp from the rain outside And dirt under my nails Hands shaking with fatigue And there you are Bare to me Excuse the rough way I look at you I’m elegant hunger Except sometimes the sight of you Overpowers me Take you and pin down This writhing hunger within Because I’m supposed to be aContinue reading “Kisses As prayers”

Small cup of quiet

Somewhere a bird sings And I’ve found a small cup of quiet Going to drink it Slow wake up call to my soul Pages written and now it’s not Affectation knowing it will walk a Path into the world Lover asleep Walk the dog Things to do Used to resent it But I’m working onContinue reading “Small cup of quiet”

God shaped holes

Was it removed like an inflamed Appendix? Do you finger the scar and realise you’ve been misled Into the slate desert where the candles Never stay alight And you’ve tried to jam in different Things Sex, drugs, art, politics, But in the end You look at those who kept theirs Or had one transplanted fromContinue reading “God shaped holes”