sunrise

that cool, billowing thread of light

unwinding cross the horizon

opening the eyes of the sky

and the eyes of all beneath her

the stretch, stretch, stretch

of midday

like a thick drop of paint

in a basin of water

venturing far and wide

staining its borders

we squint at such majesty

and note the golden swirls

a gilded shimmer stoops low

and bathes the stars in ocean waves

in the coolnes...

A beginning so promising,

even the birds seemed to sing our praise.

The days seemed so much brighter,

even the sun was warmer on my face.

I was understanding of the lyrics

written in every sweet love song.

You were the prayer answered

I had whispered for so long.

I allowed you to consume me,

to become what meant the most.

every thought that crossed my mind,

every rhyming word I wrote.

I never had ...

She whispers those precious words

Just to me, just to me

Heated words, fiery syllables

Of love, lust, longing, LOVE.

She holds me to her

And I melt

Like the sun

As it shone

On that day

She came to me

And said

“Hello.”...

Ouroboros

The snake that bites its tail

Slips into cyclical slithering

Without missing a beat.

Multidirectional focus it uses to move through spaces vertical, horizontal, diagonal, Sliding into crevices

Burrowing subterranean

Marking territory with figure eights,

Tight twists and turns

Moving into sunlight

Diving back downwards

It moves as one

Alabaster scales showcasing the fleeting difference...

the day her father died

she didn’t even cry,

she stood there, emotionless,

hoping to go back in time.

she wanted to believe

that it was only just a dream,

that everything would be alright

when she knew it wouldn’t be.

the days blended together,

she lost her smile forever,

like it was some ghost in earth

that wouldn’t be the same ever.

she couldn’t go back in time,

she couldn’t get back her smile,

...

Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock.

You told me

That the clock wouldn’t stop.

That the clock was eternal,

like us.

So then,

why can’t I hear the sounds?

Why am I stuck hearing nothing,

but your voice in the empty void?

I know.

You’re gone.

So the clock went with you.

Because of our lies.

We lied.

Now there will be no more

Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. ...

Come back come back come back again, square one step forward, N0, begin again, come back come back come back again, one step forward, N0, two steps back you missed a step, 0H, it’s not the end, now take a breath, begin again ...

Shut the church doors

Put on your gloves

Close the cafes

The clock strikes 5

They bellow: YOU ARE NOT ALONE

Don’t cough

How rude!

Tick tick tick tock

No time for bullshit

Stop your commute

You silly fool

Don’t visit your grandad!

Stay away, stay away!

Laugh at the panic buyers

Panic buy.

Halt the service sector

It’s not that important anyway

The clock strikes 5

They bellow: YOU ARE NOT...

I ...

Her hair coils.

Endless, meaningless, driven rhymes,

Written upon a bleeding head.

She burns it.

Cuts it.

Marks it.

Colors it.

Tries, if nothing else, to

Straighten it

And yet still,

In the midst of the summer nights,

While the moon shines above the stars,

And her smile brims upon a broken face,

A single,

Tiny,

Sharped,

Bit of

Her hair coils. ...