Tag Archives: ramblings

switch.

the lid
is over-flowing
with familiar
self-loathing.

but a different
kind of tremor;
no tears and
just cold, dark eyes.

no heart
can warm me.
i hear your name
and shiver.

memory and
my head aches.
the switch flipped
the wrong way.


list.

it wasn’t long
ago;
the whiteboard
was heavy
with ink
and ideals,
scrawling passion.

is it all
that surprising,
the maddening lust
has been replaced:
just give me sunshine,
and your hands –
i’ll be happy forever.


more or less.

i need.
more
of [you]
and more
of [this].
and more
of the look
in your left eye
as i collapse
into your grasp.

i need
less
of the [defeated]
and less
of holding [back]
and less
of trying not
to say all the words
i’ve kept inside for years.

more or less,
that’s what
we’re waiting for.


gentleman.

i see your images of folly
and circles of wisdom;
i see the route ahead
blocked and porous.
“how do you sleep at night?”
he asked with an intrusive,
political smile.
“what sort of cat
asks for supper before 10am?”
“what sort of fox
opens the door like a gentleman?”
lick his throat
and watch your fingernails
down her back.
watch the black liquid
pool and flood.


moment.

for once,
i hadn’t
overthought
it.

i came to
sweat.
i came to
push.

the comfort,
of your
silent presence
is immeasurable.

the light,
in your eyes
and the love,
in your arms.

for once,
i hadn’t
overthought
it.

for once,
it felt like
you knew
what you wanted.

i came to
sweat.
i came to
push.

you came
to sweat.
you came to
push.

in that
moment,
i was completely
relaxed.

in that
moment,
i was completely
yours.


dwelling.

it’s an excitement
that fades quickly;
with responsibility
and judgement.

the seven pillars
of happiness
and a sense
of safety;

holds immense
pressure and
confused
instability.

he couldn’t just be
happy for them;
because what if
it was ‘better’?


sustainability.

i need and i see,
small expectation
of harried flow.
the love was
unbearable and
we could not see
for the trees;
unsustainable.

build on a
legacy of formidable
trust and
recognition of
one size
does not fit
all.
you will it.

capture my
all-encompassing
greed and
feed the kitten,
gather the children.
allow for stumbles
and tears;
use sunscreen.

an umbrella
is covering
their faces,
as you listen
to the rambling.
and trains
pass by slowly;
but not slow enough.


grey.

i am suddenly
tired; exhausted
like the weight
of it was
all at once.

nip it in the bud;
they say.
my feet
are aching
with loathing.

crack your
back and bend;
swallow
and feel every
pressure point.

my bath is
cool and her
breath
warms
my skin.


creation.

stumbling over aberration.
faux and  belittling consternation.
keeping up with a fast food nation.
watching the softly dying population.
stop pretending bipartisan cooperation.
a lack of war but not carbonation.
situation normal, flailing aggregation.
watch it grow, helpless coagulation.
pizza pies and super-size suffocation.
call me nothing, believe the mass allegation.

mini skirts and shameless degradation.
betrayal of family and body emancipation.
cease the joke of worldwide facilitation.
stay high, stay tripping on hallucination.
encourage and crucify immigration.
why now? they will force your ovulation.
over-simplified and over-regulation.
i see the acid rain. i wait for saturation.
call batman, call banana man; await transformation.
there is nothing – no god – guiding this constellation.


design.

the clusterfuck life
full of aberrations and clichés

the business plan rife
full of inappropriate reflex

ecosystems are used
with smut and spite
is it insufficient
to stand and stare at the light?

hypothesising, more
no answers

collaborate in purple jelly
new tiny baby belly.