Hopelessness begins with hope

Hopelessness begins with hopean ember glows inside rememberthe loveless are full of lovea psalm lives betweenthe closing of the palmslightning is a fracture in the lightthe sea is full of silencesilence is full of screamsthe dark of the darknessis a songthe song is brimming with singthe sun is choking on candlesthe choir a single throata... Continue Reading →

Fatherhood

Fatherhood 1.Navigating the canalyou wanted to skim the edgesto run your fingers along the bladeyou didn't believe you could bleedyou scrape the length of your sidethe opposite of a ploughed fieldbrightness uncurled from beneathI pulled us backto where you didn't want to bethe safety of the centreI see your scars in the stillnessalready starting to... Continue Reading →

The ghosts of birds

The ghosts of birds I wanted the ghost of birdshaunting our wallsI wanted hummingbirdssipping the goldoozing from our charred rafterstheir corpses spill from the fireplaceoverflow from the chimneyat night I hear their muffled rollinto the guttersapples dissolving in the grasscurtains relax back against the glassflowered with sunbruised with birds

The paths are quiet again

The paths are quiet again The silence in me shuffles with the leaves feel you hand in mine again the tired touch of sunlight settling in the shallows of my palms the scent of smoke weaved into the breeze birdsong splitting the air expired Goldfinches flutter round my hands the ghost of fireworks I walk... Continue Reading →

Repetition

Repetition You never liked walkingthe same path twiceto re-watch filmsdid you see it allin the single glancethe one viewing?I need to go backto walkthe same paths againto rememberto noticehow repetitionchanges everythinghow upon returneverythingshifted slightlyreconfiguredpaths are madeby repetitionby lovefor others to followto see what you've seento see what you've missed

Light up

Light up You used to light upwhen you saw meexploded from behind doorsthe filament snappeda spray of sootspat over the insideof your mindthe light bulb burstmy feet in tatterswalking on the glassin the dark

Heart as a house

Heart as a house Charred with crumbling wallsall the doors do not closeall the chairs are brokenpillows stuffed with ashthe bed a chunk of icecut from a frozen seayou can feel the breezepressing itself against the crackedsmoke haunted windowssparrows trapped within the wallscurtains in tatterstheir frayed edges like fingersfeeling the darknessthe rust of sunlightspeckles the... Continue Reading →

Perfect

Perfect You use to talk of imperfectionthe required blemishhow it was the saltthat made something singthe paleness of a scarthe hairline fracturethe cloud of tiny bubblescaught in the glassall the linesleft in the sketchsearching for the shapesurrounding the foundstrange come the endI became the one thingyou wanted perfect

Silver is what you try to hide

Silver is what you try to hide Your hair a muscle of waterblack from the burningpours around the fire of your face some day you'll have to letthe charcoal crumblebecome the silent silverat the heart of your sun torn from the earthI'll lay bluebellson the ash of your fire

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