Life is unraveling

In moments


Quick bites

Walls seen a thousand times before

An overdose

Harsh word

Heart flutter



Taste our bitter loneliness

Our fucked up complacency

A soul rotting necrobiome

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Last Time

A siren crests the waves

Naked glory

In the rising sun

Hair of seaweed and sand

She called in the fey voice of a thousand birds

For me alone

And though I knew

My heart raced; blood quickened

Following her beckon

A story old as time

Thrown about by the waves

Until her arms steadied me

Erotic rhythm

The soft firmness of perfection

Hard peaks rolled under my fingers

Until she hissed savagely, another trill

In a song of blood lust

Turn the cogs in the sky

Grind the universe to a halt

As we submerge

A last extasy

Rushing to every cell

I am hers


Children with unwiped tears

Atomic horizon speckled and on fire

Burn the fucking asphalt down to eternal toxic hell

We’ll wander below the crumbling overhang

Of everything we destroyed




Because they destroyed us first

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She is preparing for death

Project, errand, a slow uncoiling of sorrow

Etching into her old bones

Love falls away in ashes

Let little by little through the cracks in ones fingers

Every sunset is a reminder of encroaching dark permanence

However many candles, lamps, incandescent are set out

And she is alone

Exhausted, terrified of questions that are already emphatically answered

Time is never a friend, less now more than ever

An ancestor, visiting on delicate wings of butterflies

Birds flitting small through the summer heat

Comfort fleeting

As she weeps solitary


Crystalline shores

In the embrace of your smooth swell

And deep clefts

I hide in the sand

Lose myself amongst the grains

The repetitious song of breakwater

And sea birds, skirting the horizon

A trance to lead into transition

Below, and so it is above

Porque, todo es Dios y dios

Top of the World

A crescendo of lights and life

They wander through dim streets

Howling like wolves

Tearing away all the covered secrets

And intimate nooks

Immortal for a moment

As he lifts

And she pulls

A dance of desire

Sweet and sticky

All down from here

Into indistinguishable

What would be

A face in the crowd

A mummer of passing life

Given too soon


Chipped tea dishes, for pleasure only

A deep sky with torn clouds at sunset

How I question and murmur

Alone in my body

Where the universe closes in

Terrifying in all its infinity

So I hold tight to your hand

Sing a song to pass the worry

Take a breath

Fill my eyes with my bounty

And continue on


Woe is me

Low and under

Until you touch me like a spark

A little stroke

Bit of fire

Jumping out of my bones

Into my fingers

When you fill me

Girth and strength

Tastes of sunsets

Fresh rain on pavements

Relish, eager

This moment of perfection