Thursday, May 22, 2008

In flowered fields they wait
Translucent ghosts
Weeping into cotton sheets.

On her lips a field of roses

I've been here so long.
Kiss me longer.
You've been here too.
Patience, dear.

The sun is just setting
And soon it will be dark.
I want to remember
The gold tinge that frames
Your face.

Pull on your cap
Wide-brimmed across your eyes.

Across the stars,
There are stairs they climb
High to the heavens.

Keep me warm.
The snow falls thick here.
In time, you too, will be washed away.
Take care to find reason in the steps you take.
Favour the beautiful ones
That cross your way.

Sea nympths, gathering their hair
In tresses - long across shoulder blades.

There are times when you won't exist
And they will wait.
Forgive the hollow passes
We make in your honour.
Forgive the calls we make
In the night.

We are buried in our lust.
Lost in their violence.
You see through the windows.

Touch my face.
Tell me I'm beautiful.
I need this fire to burn.

We are pointed northbound
Where we will never be found.

Oh broken beads
You're crashing where we can't be found.
And you've forgotten the most important lesson.
The wind is high.
And your hand is numb
And cold in mine.

Dear, you've lost it now.
Broken-backed on a high-frame bed.
Trust this.
Where there is no other.
And I can capture your breath
And your love now.

Coarse your fresh face
Brushing, glancing mine.
Bricks of stone
Glued together, falling apart.
Pieces of your regret.

She will bruise your skin.
Don't you listen to them.
You can feel the heartache through
Your bones.

Touch my face.
Bring me home.

Your eyes are burning.
There are skeletons on the walls.
Empty shelves and drawers.
Endless blank faces
That mean nothing.

We will find each other
In the eyes of the moon,
The sun and the stars.
You will seek the endless passage.
You will condemn them all.

Left bleeding, drowning,
Kicking and screaming.
Don't save her. Don't save her.
Already I can feel the loss.
Your warmth dissipating.

Close your eyes.
This feels like falling.

Coming home hauntingly alone.
The ghosts' fingers invite sickness.
There are times when you are never alone.
It's more than this.

Your fingers through their hair.
They'll pull you into the water.
They'll push you till you drown.
Tell me this isn't what you saw;
What you want.

Touch my face.
Come home with me.

Flight's a worn out notion.
Light me a torch, love.
Sing, sing to me.
Press your face to mine.
We're close to falling.
Close to the earth.

They'll take your breath away,
Drag you through the depths.

Paint this arpeggio.
The landscape of our love.
The torn sheets you won't replace.
Peel the walls and bare your soul.
You've promised this.

I've sold my love in pieces.
I've crossed this street many times.
You shouldn't worry for her.
This is where we cross the line.
Here we stand often.
In the middle of the road.

Brush over the walls.
Count the lines in the score.

I would never wish for your
Happy ending.
Tear me up.
This could never last.
On the verge of breaking eardrums.
Snapping heart strings.

You needed a victory.

We messed it up.
We made them all cry.
If I write it down it'll come true.
In my mind it breeds.
I wonder how long this will stay hidden.

Press your fingers down on my eyelids.
Shut out the need.
Away, away, away.
Away, away, away.
Save her.
(These stained sheets have already
Forgotten you)