Poetry
I wrote these some time back. While not polished, I hope they connect. Just posting this one to get more views to be honest haha.
Moving out
I visit home
It hasn't been long
Not even a week
Mum is in tears
This wavy love
is hard to come by
Blind date
Line questions, circle answers.
Jab, jab; wax on, wax off.
Exploding arrows in collapsing universes.
Touch wood, snap a ruler;
be careful some bend.
Thoughts
Come down from there, thoughts.
You helium, conflated guesswork.
Dangle down softly,
melt into my spine.
On the till
On the till.
Hi, how are you?
One hour.
Folding skies
Folding skies
Nightly melodies
Still surprise
Black
come find me
in the obvious, unseen
spaces of your world
notice me
still, crisp, definite
abyss
fall into me
unfiltered and untainted
I can hold you
strong spined
fluid shadows
I am hard to see