The Paint Never Dries

Dead yet still breathing
Sleepy hollowed, no thought a relief
Pressed to the corner
The paint cold on my toes

Just sit and tired
Tired of that you enjoyed
Now just motions of expectation
Escapes not working
Tired of them too
Are you ok robot
Ok, ok, ok

Sleep Well

There's a tunnel, dripping distant light
Though, is it bright
Light, a promise of broken night
Though, is it bright
Fear is dreamscapes muse
sleeps Moriarty
How bright is the light?

A Precious Dawn

An Emerald Jewel in a sea of black
Prodomme they say
Hello again, different this time
The assumptions we all follow!

A wrong room number
He Wont return
Like a focus of the soul
Not likely! There's truth here

Crystal slippers from heaven and hell
Cute pixie feet so tired
A black Nemesis traps us together
Shame she left...

Silver curtain slash, Dawn
Our time is over, it hasn't begun
Pouty lips frown, so cute
They taste of palm tree sunshine

All boxes ticked but one
Mind says to far to hard
Heart says write poems
Minds are dumb anyway...

Maisonneuve Rain

A sleepy beachfront paradise
It’s the dark side of the moon
Signals lost until an Empire’s rise
Unless seen it’s not heard
No touch in stay, it’s the modern way
The shine has gone
A passion replaced
Though an arms length on Dracula’s couch
Just a gentle touch, yet a thousand miles away
Glass walled separation in my mind
I thought of lips many times
Sunday sunset’s cosy comforts away
Empty space, Shiraz and malaise

It’s me, it always is
A mature disease in fear of everything
Contentment paradox in a world of alone
A host of sadness in crowded smiles
Cure’s needle is the invisible haystack
Engulfed in the swirling maelstrom
On a melting island of ice
I’m blind to the peaceful sea

Haley's Comet

Whirlwind fleeting rendezvous
A Sparkling femme fatal
In Clark Kent couture
Long tails of vivacious energy streaming behind
Tall red spiked heels betray secret alters
Hidden away in the scarves and buns of Vanilladom

Complete camouflage is bestowed to her destinations host
Expertly applied for a judgmental society
Shy and unsure a histories legacy
Trapped in a glass box
A caress, touch or Kiss too much risk
It should not be, it is only natural

As a mountain eagle she flies
Free, unhindered and alive
I envy the feeling, I try to escape
Someone just needs to bring the key

Her lunar orbit now traversing the dark side
Only to return as an Empire rises again
Should good fortune smile
A hidden world awaits

Cimmerian Shadow

I see me, I see her
I’m not there, nor is she
Genders pendulum swings an uneven destructive arc
Perpetual motion anxiety
World peace? How about inner peace
A snowballs future in greenhouse world’s for either

You’ve got your health, so they say
Poor cousin Mental,
Perceptions unwashed hands, bone saws and prayers
A perfect storm only there’s no wind,
Silent isolated thoughts a drifting maelstrom
Safe harbors closed for the winters reign

A Gothic fascination
So dark, comfortingly so
Not dreadlocks, cheap PVC & EBAY trinkets
Self expressions muse,
A soul’s reflection in Google's finest art
How perfect it can be

Fallen Rose

Torn broken tattered
Wilting aimlessly
Stem cut scars
Bleeding zest and passion

Petals burning darkness
Roses are black violets are dead
The forest forgets its grandeur
Under crushing footfalls of time

There’s no peace for nature’s pariahs
Climb aboard the nowhere express
Strangers throw cindered Petals on the path
Oblivious to their scented ashes
Vanishing in the wind