Thursday, March 30, 2017


Are we just tang and sweat
That we try to conceal
It just that I wonder
If we can smell love?
Inhale it like a perfume
Because right now
I'm lying here next to you
In the dark
After we have loved
Like two demons set loose
And I love this smell
That now seeps between us 
That flows into our serenity
It is the scent of heaven
And it marks my soul in its musk

Tuesday, March 21, 2017


Love is blind
Love is unconditional
Love is forever
Love is fate
But love it is elusive
It only talks in whispers
And we need to listen
Or never learn to fly 

Friday, March 17, 2017


Some stuff i put on Instagram - kinda like putting the 2 things together. Not sure they work here but...

Sunday, March 12, 2017


We can waste it
Or spend it
Lose it or remember tit
We can plan it
Or regret it
But we can never reclaim it
But with infinite combination
And finite elements
We can repeat it
Till we get it right

Thursday, March 09, 2017


When a truth is laughingly delivered
When we ridicule in truthful jest
Hackles rise, become temper ignited
Laugh and the world concurs, they say
I do not attest in good faith, it is so
All too soon, mirth is all but run dry
For in delivery of unwarranted humour
Silence would always be, perhaps ,best
Than a darker comedy of good intention

Wednesday, March 08, 2017


And I was asleep till I awoke to ask
Let me now eat a better food
Pastries more wholesome than redemption
All the sweeter for meatless savour
Deliverance is worth having
For I was a covert monster once
Now I search through my conscience
In lost drawers of sentimentality
And they are empty of any reason
Save silver scales and charring wood
Lifeless flesh lying on charcoal tombs
Innocence and fur lost forever under stars
The aroma of my indifference clings still
But I am remade now a better human
For all the guilt and doubt is gone
And those that do not continue to sleep
In dreams of uninterested brutality
Become the blessed of the earth
No matter how late they arise to be vegan

Sunday, March 05, 2017


When we become phantoms
Flying on wide, night skies
That are brimming with stars
Do not come then with kisses,
Or fair things of loving value
Bring your gifts now into warmth
For once sunlight is cold upon us
And our skin is turned to grey
When all our clocks have paused
And all our love is ever vanished
Then all these hopes and dreams
Will scatter into the moonlight
For my love, then it will be too late

Friday, March 03, 2017


A mind might let go if it were weak
Release the horror contained within
But the reflection of self is unseen
Instead there is cast other faces
They float upon the glossed water
And apparate when night falls
They low and bleat in the gloom
Whispers and cool breaths beset me
Gently brush my skin like a violence
And this is no shadowy imagining?
It consumes my sorrows in the dark
Reparation for what conscience allowed
And then it is gone into the past
For the animals forgive us everything
If we have learnt to forgive ourselves