Do you think you’ve got somewhere? By thinking you have You are either here nor there.
Category archives: poetry
Must be Ursa’s 18th birthday
Duh
enlightenment? inner realisation? autism? Who’d train in that?
Me neither
I’m catching myselfLooking out from other’s eyes Damn A painful gift
When we don’t share the cheese…
The other one smells bad Breathe That’s the advice of the sanity chef But… Don’t forget that you’re cheesed off for a reason There is so much more to eat and your own Breathe Is neither sweet nor sour I heard a voice say: without the dark you can’t find the light They spoke of …
write at the end
The way to write when you start being older Is as if you didn’t feel you had to justify not having lived that life but this; and pen those phrases without apology as if you had a story that was already told and this an addendum just don’t let it be a postscript don’t permit …
If I look at you from afar
If I look at you from afar I can see that you’re quite scruffy Your paths aren’t made Your vegetation’s sparse Rocks pilled up on you like spots Skin is crinkled on your earth It’s as if you’re old when you’re young And I’m measuring being old against you Well not me, I hope to …
goodge street station
What is the point in trying to hold onto the choking of tears Or trying to just stay choked Keeping words to that effect alive It is to address the ghosts of my sister and my father I waited not long enough for both to be here I was always in a hurry And missed …
The Courtauld
Why am I crying when there is nothing else I can do? Entering a room two vast wooden chests with clawed feet painted with scenes of medieval war castles, nobility, succour pregnancy perspective and a little sign saying Do Not Touch He should want to climb in there and return to the place he’s a …
Chests
Two days before his son had top surgery He dreamed he loved a young man with a flat chest laced with a vine tattoo He told his son who smiled sweetly