lie head eye closed
see down dark
lanes of wish
running light
ever away ---
in the clothes
of dark shades
some income-
subtracted rainbow appeal
to reason where wear is
black odds
exposed to red
herring soup
black chips
fortune's coup
black blues
Her hair
longer now,
falling away from the skull,
legs radiant with cancer she
smiled
giddy as a harlot
mother of mine
halfeaten
in the dream.
The housecoat about to fall,
she shuffled in it,
brightest eyes
free from the mind in sleep
rives sleep to brightest day,
the naked and their relics
(gifts,
Is there ever really a good enough
or does it just sum up
what we're feeling
cause we're just dreaming
And no one knows what
being content really means
I once colour a white paper with just shades of blues.
I then grew up with my favourite colour, blue.
The sky is blue,
The blue Butterfly Pea Flower is blue,
And so does the tea.
I then dream of a girl,
Who had the most rarest shade of blue eyes.
I wish she was here,
Just because of her blue eyes.
I hope that girl,
Was real.
I just wanted to be friends with her,
Forever.
Moments of inspiration
Laid forgotten, barren with dying sin
Inspiration opening reality,
Reality staring into possibility
possibility morphed into dreams,
Dreams barren, forgotten,
Forgotten moments of inspiration.
A plant in between my fingers, caught on fire.
I told myself I would never fall down this hole
But we can't all be as strong as we wish
Maybe one day I'll live my day dreams..
But that day isn't today
My dreams were my safe place but you still manage to get in those too
warm shivering body in search
of a light, for the quiver of your
lips on mine, the ghost of an
illusion delicately delivered in the
eyes of a child, forlorn dreams
slowly fragmenting at the crushing
reality of the charming prince never
to be seen. i crave for the gentle
touch of your heart to mine, for
i want love as how i love it, as
selfish as it seems; the roses pretend
to choke as i speak, this pale faced
beauty, mouth shut, numb figure dancing
alone in the silhouette of the thumping
adrenaline-filled valve once known,
once felt, never kept, forever holding
i dream of you at night,
a ghost of your fingertips
tracing my back hesitantly,
as i imagine your warmth
enveloping me, flowing deep
into me as i melt into your embrace.
i feel your face bury into the crook
of my neck; red hot lust emanating
through your quickened breath,
one i can conjure, one that i know.
i dream of you pressing deep into
me, reaching, grasping at the confines
of my heart, digits lovingly knocking at the
doors of my soul as you engulf me in your
love, filling me up as i blossom in your arms,
the gaping, wide hole in me filled in a flash;
I tire of the dreams,
The restless nights,
The tormenting sights,
And the fears that come with.
I see my family die night after night,
My friends shocked faces,
Frozen in fright.
I feel myself perish,
At the hands of everyone I know,
I die again and again,
And I just want it to end.
The cycle continues endlessly,
Scenarios playing in my own head.
All I ask for is salvation,
Maybe then they'll go away.
My little star sleeps next to me,
tiny nightmares light my way.
Why she’s here it’s hard to say,
please leave tomorrow, not today.
She sees me, not as I am,
but shades of dark-pale gray.
Now I’m awake and she’s disappeared,
I know I’ll miss her for the whole day.
As soon as I’m home it’s back to bed,
she’ll be waiting within my walls of red.
And then I drift off to my sweet,
it’s only in my dreams we ever meet.
Daisy stands there
at the edge of the dock
alive, unharmed
"Daisy!" I call
tears running down my cheeks
as I walk towards her
in a trance
Daisy, Daisy, Daisy.
Daisy. Daisy-
"DAISY!"
I yell
As she shimmers
And disappears
And I wake up
In a pool of sweat
"Daisy."