Monday, 29 January 2018

dream sequence

In this dream I found myself in a stranger's house with you, and we were set up by two thieves to take the fall. We had nothing in our possession yet we started running. You  ran far ahead of me. I could see them coming for us and hollering after.

I wanted to run but my entire body was set in slow motion. I had a terribly helpless feeling! I moved up a long strip of land, connecting yards, and saw a puff of smoke and heard them shoot you. I never felt so hopeless.

a lifetime ago

the holes in the skin
of this tree make a line

the woodpecker laid
the design

all the beetles inside 
made a home
in the hollow 

the tree would die
and the woodpecker
follow

the sun would stitch the earth
together with light

the shadows would
grow the seams would
show

I knew then of thee 

divine

imagine.words

try your heart
some sun
some art

the meaning of the
words

there is no image
can compare

this is why
i do not pair
the two

strikes

when the moon strikes
the night will be mistaken

all the children behind all
the glass have dreamy eyes
for her

all the terrifying things
will have to wait for cover

moon so full so
save me from
my fate

make me destined
great

dispel

thoughts dispel
and i can tell i
love you

Saturday, 27 January 2018

goddess of self-harm

In seventy-two hours I have managed to bite into my lip 4 times. I believe this is a personal best. If you add the paper cut I got, I appear to be approaching 'goddess of self-harm' status. Shhh. Don't tell them they were all accidental. Please. I need my devotées.

every reason

I tore a sugar pack open and held it over the ceramic mug with 'I love rio' etched into it. I don't know jack about rio. I angled the paper so gravity could work, and all the pretty crystals dropped single file through the steam into the black. Sometimes i have every reason to be thrilled and still I'm sad. Thanks coffee sweet. You always cheer me up.