I swim with this long tail trailing but also propelling
Boosting me through the water
So many teeth
I live under the rock of the busy coral reef
I lunge out to eat sharks
The water dirtied from the meal
Appetite so overwhelming
Jaws must close on flesh
Darkness falls
And i'm on the seafloor
Sinister lonely
An ancient ghoul
Hovering then settling
bathing in the darkness
When you miss someone
deep in reflection
Mind refuge
The rope is cut
Threads untangle
Everything is severed
And yet the longing strengthens
Binds itself to memory
Conclusions rise up
Convince us to listen
heal those unsaid wounds
become a part of me, my second half
Steam off the spirit as it fries
Pouring off this pressure that vibrates
In this heat that intensifies
Unwilling to fade unwilling to dehydrate
Into solid mass
reversing from the gas
Overexcitement in equators and poles
Between frozen and boiling pools
The energy develops enters and exits.
Moving outward to feel for hands of destiny.
Are they there? do fingers fit?
Where is that blessed energy
Full Sabotage Ha Ha!
Grace in her, I try not to look twice.
The neck is subterfuge.
The heart wakes the stomach.
Full sabotage.
My head turns, and I survey her surface,
wondering what she is on the inside.
Twelve hungers spark through the center of me.
I am unknown to myself,
except for those damned hungers.
Eye contact rocks the heart.
I pray my voice box can utter
"Good morning"
in tune.
She has declared herself
upon the sandy emptiness of my city.
I forbid myself to worship her,
but a piece of me
is infected by her skin
and her gestures,
her complete and utter lack of awareness.
Will she breach dream before light?
Does she harbor emotion
within the sensual form
I see before me?
The Red graffiti hangs off the aluminium roller door.
It is a skeleton of truth
In the a language created by lost junkies
Devoid of identity
The signs of branch veins
Waiting for a jagged world
A thousand impossible truths
the mind won't digest
The long walk home through empty streets
Eyes magnetic to red graffiti
The speed of blood
abominable script proscribed
drip stain blood
society vampire
devoid of identity
hanging bats hidden in the abandoned garage
Homeless vagabonds fall against the rollerdoor after dusk
It flips up like a tongue retorting but moves inward
swallowing the vagrant into the void
Where his blood will sustain another night of painting
Peeing over the clothes and luggage
Here come the elders
Cleanliness and outward appearances
The place is soaked in urine
Bedsheets and materials
Washed in urine
We can hear the elderly approaching
Their voices excited like parrots
The old faces close in on the door's window
Trying to get a look inside
Beating against the door
Their smiles and brows confused
A round genius
His twin calm
Math is flavor
Sarcasm is milk
Lives nextdoor to school
Academic mind
Witty comebacks
Laughing takes practice
Banking and science
Well spoken
Jokes and intellect
exclusive entrance
The right to pot belly
The right to feast on fruit
Optimistic sister
Waikanae whizz kid
