Wednesday, December 12, 2012

ourmarbles

There’s a short circuit
Of this brain extract
Don’t fight colour
Or break those fists
On the hard white walls
I took your nerves out
of your cracked skull
They looked like marbles
Pale and candy insides
I threw them to the roadside

That click that brakes in you
It brakes in me too
So let it rupture coloured creed
Let us climb these trees

and run from time
hand in hand, foot by foot

Goodbye


Write yourself a song about the beats,
the beats that eats the ends of you
that play in your brain a soundtrack insane
but oh so delicious my darling.

Then run a bath that puts the colour in skin
that bath you can’t begin to step in
that you disappear to wet fire within

But oh so delicious my darling

That sacred place, it finds you
and in your sleep rewinds you

That sacred place, it finds you.
and in your peace, combines you

Monday, December 3, 2012

Just that the skies are grey
and the toes are warm

you’re  a beat on the breeze
I’m a moment in freeze
The people jut from the landscapes
they are tiny fungi’s of every colour
the grass lives and heart beats
in earth below me
it fills my cup of energy
and I WANT WANT WANT.