A Name

The lovely eyes that survey time. Wanton in fortunes. Backed up smokes in restive chambers tempting expulsion.

Whilst to speak, lulled away to strange winds scraping against promising faces.

Sown jewels.

Just to live. Pleasured by mysterious veils blowing across light reversed rooms.

Filtered pulps settling. The clear light listening.

Imminent pools…

Streaks of woman illusion moving down rotted boulevards phasing out the stars that bind, used up links on a final revolution before blackened sands engulf a name.

Caustic Nightmares

How I’ve felt when the chain

Is undone,

Then linked to the Other.

 

She floats through the

Mind’s backdrop,

A disturbing vision.

 

What he’ll say to cut me off,

The anger stirring.

 

I’ll sigh in regret,

Pinned to my death’s

Wish.

 

How the days will

Prolong themselves,

Filtered into caustic

Nightmares.

Wandering Beyond Starlight

As you are far,

So I am near.

In revelation,

Wandering beyond starlight.

 

A voice familiar,

Kept in my unconscious

Spindle.

 

So close you’ve

Come to

Knowing,

Yet tracks split

In seething fury.

 

Restless lovers

On the rusted

Wings

Yearning to take off

Into night.

 

Your glassy eyes

An indicator,

The bottomless orbs

Of everlasting traces.

 

A tip of the hat,

The call to flight,

Raven’s beak

A soft sounding

Recollection

Of our time in

An infinitely marked earth.