We are simulacrum, Of gods made of gold, Stone faced, weather-beaten, mountain sentinels, Looking down, On seas of ordinary humanity. We sit firm on marble pillars, Coated in silver, Shucked from their very bones. Reign, Incandescent, Eluding their eyes, of the truth of us. We are simulacrum of a middle aged generation, That wishes for utopia, And is beguiled, Into worshiping at alters, … Continue reading SIMULACRUM
It’s funny how, Feelings can get stored, Hibernate, shrunk on defragmented disks, To make room, For new ones, That float in the ether. I caught one today, Sitting on shocking pink flowers, Waiting to be downloaded, Into my head space, And now, it’s stuck on repeat, Singing, Telling me stories, I did not imagine before today. I’ll let it sit bookmarked for a … Continue reading DEFRAGMENTED
They waited for a boat that never came. Stuck, Somewhere halfway, They forgot where they came from, Forgot those who expected them. Sometimes, they see faces in their dreams, They can’t recognize. Years later, when a boat did come, They tied her to a tree trunk by the river. There she stays, Stuck, Somewhere halfway, Between where she came from, And … Continue reading THE BOAT
Would you know me if I stood before you? I don’t think so. I don’t trust the paths we meet on anymore. They are unreal and fickle. Your reassurances are absent at every turn, And yet, you ask me to be still, And then, you call me remarkable. I am lost in old thoughts about you, Their barbs still dig into my skin. I bleed … Continue reading I’M ALREADY NOT THERE
Time, How shallow is your kindness? But, I have learnt like the tissue thin petals, Of Poppies that bloom in late summer, To expect endings, Even as they happen cyclically, Over and Over. I have learnt, to find parts of me missing when I wake up. I have found myself yearning for winter to sleep, Deep underground, While shallow as you are, You move on, By … Continue reading I’M ORANGE
I live in a messed up world With people too scared of love Living in rooms of smoke They think they are having fun They run and they run and they run Fleeing lightning bugs Anesthetised, free of pain They seek artificial lives They have learnt to take the path Of sensational make believe They talk in corner bars About making really good money … Continue reading WORLDLY
You know just how much You can build me up. One word from you, I break, Every day, the promises we make together You break. I have not learnt my lessons it seems, Lessons that teach me to flee. But I dread fear, I am disgusted to find it lurking within me. So I stick to you, For comfort I cling to you. But that … Continue reading YOU MUST KNOW?
A walk into hopelessness took me, Past Catmints and yellow summer flowers, Into cool deep water. Submerged, I feel like staying. Submerged, I feel like breathing water Air is toxic. Subaquatic, I see my questions swim around me, Electric eels. No one sees, The murky green thoughts, Monstrous plots, Fuelling the grand machinery, taut, Ready to destroy. Mocking currents, Are garrulous company. Oyster shells … Continue reading SAFE?
Years ago, when I would still be considered a child, my memories remind me of an old face. But this face had no wrinkles, years old and very familiar, it was set flat, white and only had three lines across its face. Every evening a man whose visage was crinkled with wrinkles and probably the same age as my old friend brought with him a … Continue reading THE THOUGHTS THAT WIND THE CLOCK
Summer has swung in, hazy green. Magpies play clambering games, On rooftops covered with moss. Young, maverick, ravens and crows, Alight on warm earth, Studded richly, With Ruby Grass. Blackbirds bathe, In narrow, shallow streams, Relishing summer’s heat, With tadpoles swimming between their feet. Poppies have popped up by the footpath, Surrounded, by a cluttered beautiful mess, Of Fescue, Bluegrass and Common Mallow. … Continue reading JUNE