Thursday, 12 May 2016

L


yip yip - yup yup !!

now read it the rite way
back down back up  
to acknowledge
what we choose
but without is only
of endlessness within
there's still the chat chat chatter ing
yet      
happy jaws that do no snapping
down on the water 

- - - -     or up in the sky or
today is nothing compared the evening between
us
 
upon by our own hands \ / can you tell the difference?
tonight we are the carrion torn apart and feasted
know that
a fuck up but they'll never  
up is actually
scavenging this close
now
knob head 
read it the right way



Tuesday, 10 May 2016

L


sitting on the grass
+
to cancel out the pain
+
dock leaf on nettle sting
+
she showed me
+
a tiny book made
+
by her own hands but
+
she seemed to forget i
+
no longer loved her
+
all bathed in light
+
and never did