"...a kiss to remember a long time ago..."

Lose concentration and let it slip, feel it fall along the sandy grain of your fingertips, I watch as it drops, and I watch as it hits, and I see when it stops on the bottom step, then see as it cracks, and begins to leak. It trickles round, down, between my toes, and looking up at you in the light of the doorway, you looking down at me in the dark water rising at the bottom of the stairs. It fills my mouth and it feels my lungs and it swallows my heart, and I am sand now, I am the shore, and you are water now, you are the ocean, and you stand and look down forgetting I was ever there. Lose concentration and let it slip, feel it fall along the grain of my fingertips.

I run this block like Muhammad Ali ran the ring in the eighties You can call me Hugh Hefner because I’m a magnet to the ladies

it was great poetry, but a poor global prediction...

Your silhouette is an achromatic ghost shimmering back at me, hauntingly beautiful. The curve of your back’s a quotation mark, and I need to unravel the soul scroll, the length of you.

Darkness of Dreams. Beep. The darkness has descended. Surrounding me, Suffocating me. Beep. I can feel your presence around me Yet you are not there. Beep. The pain,

Jennifer Jane and Abigail walked over to the travelator. It was rather like an escalator in a large store, only it went along the ground.

How’re you meant to sleep with a pain that grows in your chest and stretches to the tip of your tongue?

We had land, lots of land, under starry skies above You fenced us in We would ride, thru countryside, as free as any dove You fenced us in Let me be by myself in the evening breeze