Saturday 31 August 2013

Break time

I could play it safe
Until the day I die

But then I would never know
If this world where I reside
Is a haunted illusion I created
Or all I was ever meant to have.

Wednesday 28 August 2013

Cold Compress

Wake
To find God’s failed master plan
Abandoning these defences
As the charging enemy
Bears down
With a mighty force
Worthy of any victor.

The Commander in Chief
Deserting
Taking his loyal followers
Out into the wilderness
To turn from heroes into traitors.

Forsaking
A Queen left in solitude
Amid her stretching kingdom
When all she wanted to do
Was compress logic and reason
And haunting images
Into fractured pieces
So tiny
They would pass unnoticed.

Sunday 25 August 2013

Cut and Run

One day you will wake
To find me gone
Like a bird flitting the nest

Fleeing

Our cotton sheets still warm
My imprint marked by creases

And you will wonder
How you never noticed my leaving
How the fixed smile never slipped
Like it was welded
To my core

The essence of me

As day light breaks over
The empty space.

Wednesday 21 August 2013

BFF

Ana taught me the grace
In self denial.

Mia
How to have my cake and eat it.

Hell why stop at one?

And now the two sit side by side
Bosoms buddies.
Best friends forever.

Whilst I get to starve and puke
In equal measure.

And wonder how the fuck I was
Pushed to the sidelines.

Tuesday 20 August 2013

Promising

It's the after,
when words have fled,
abandoned positions
to leave me exposed,

yet wanting more.

In the moments
where I am stripped down,
to nothing but bones,

it is there
I remember that I felt.

And that it didn't feel
so utterly hopeless.

Saturday 3 August 2013

end of the line


Your phone doesn’t work anymore
Instead it sits on the mantelpiece

Dead

They cut it off when we
Stopped paying the bills

Seemed logical given the circumstances

But I can’t even leave you a message
Even if I did know what to say

Your number’s stopped working

You don’t connect anymore
(and I miss you)

Thursday 1 August 2013

Patience of a angel

How small can you make yourself?

Will the air invade your space
And fill out all that has been lost
Or whittled away
To create the illusion of wholeness

So you can hide from view in plain sight

And pretend

Then squeeze yourself out some more
Before a gentle hand implants itself into yours
Saying;
We are ready to catch you when you fall.