Thursday, August 30, 2012

oh each day
takes us further away
from 1969

i have preserved dad's
bell -bots

away away from

Second Life

And all I wanted
was a cup of tea
a rain bathed sun
and a book of poems

In the gutter
they rub against me
the slimy worms
sweat and vomit
ulcers and wounds
from times
long gone

when shall
it be dawn

Tuesday, August 28, 2012

The rainy
the thirsty night
through the walls
and I wrap my
songs around me

You bore me
to death 
this I must tell you
I may lose you -
my favourite books
and all
I may have to walk
barefooted through
sun scorched lives

I do not fear
I stare 

into midnight
the lover -
The insomniac
white petals lay
on rippling water
wakefulness echoing 
fearless solitude

Sunday, August 12, 2012

Shrimp and beer
The creepy sea
like black tar
touch their feet
and fire crackers
light up 

The tide return
at dawn
their salty jeans
dried up

old and getting older
its time to remove
Make up

Peel it off the skin
The flesh
Then crush the bones
to powdery dust


let it be the
emerald island
and blue waves

make me coffee
One last time


When did rain
last bring rain

when did tea
last taste tea

when was I
my self ?