Tag Archive | love

Winter beds

I hope you don’t see my eyes half-closing;

This rest isn’t meant to be

A comment on you,

I just really need to

Escape the world whilst I can.

My leg slides warmly against you;

A heat so easily missed.

Keep me hooked and tied

By your side,

So I can face the cold again.

Sinking amongst a mess of pillows;

Morning brings a persistent rain.

Out in the half-sun glow,

Please don’t go;

Sadness wets my wings once again.


Old scabs

Don’t fall in love, kids;

You’ll only get hurt.

And the second time

Will feel like the first.

Perhaps even worse,

Because you’ll feel stupid.

You should’ve learnt;

You should’ve done better,

To make things work.

And then you knock the scab

To open the wound to the world

And be vulnerable and raw

To another special person

And believe that this time –

It’s gotta be this time.

Perhaps it will be your forever,

Perhaps you’ll travel far.

Don’t fall in love;

Seize it.

Break it, use it;

Lash out and fight;

Dampen the sun

Until it burns night

Ignore the unloved,

They’ll trip you to fall,

Make you question who you are

Because there’s a shit-load of

Darkness between every star.

The Island

I don’t wanna be here tomorrow;

Not looking for your warm advice.

If I asked you to leave without me,

Would I have to ask you twice?

The waves, they begin to swallow

The edges of our barren land,

The paths we were set to follow,

Our castle which used to stand

Against the burnt horizon,

So dark against a bruising sky;

But the bricks are now worn and broken,

As our island sinks beneath the tide.


“No, I don’t need a drink;

I’m just waiting for a friend.”

Need some space to think,

To smile and to pretend

“I’ve got somewhere to go”

And “someone’s waiting for me.”

Instead, I’ll stay too long,

Feet resting in between,

The wilderness and an empty home.

How come we’ve walked so far

And still we don’t belong

To us or anywhere anymore?


Don’t you dare

Hate me;

Loosely moving

Around me

As if I can fucking

Sleep right now?

So stop this,

Because you haven’t

Earned this fire

You hold on me.

Just keep making the problem

a person

Rather than owning it

or opening up what you’ve got –

The cheek of it.

You just try to come

With that face on;

You aren’t even ready

For what I got:

This blood-thunder plague

I can spit

If you bothered to ask.

But no,

You hurt,

So I can’t hurt too.


Where do I bleed

When I’m healing you?

No, stop.

Just leave this heat here,

It’s making me hide

With each smile you don’t mean,

Staring with rolled eyes.

The wilderness (part 5)

In this hour,

I spill out into

An old frenzied sea.

And yet why do I

continue to lie

To myself?

You are not lost;

You merely hide within me.

You will remain unfound


Unless this heart and mind

Shifts to find

Another set of eyes

To see you with.

Because the way we feel right now,

Will end us.

I searched desperately

For countless days

For you,

Only inches away;

You were hidden beneath

The familiar rage,

A swollen plague

Of stories I wrote

You into.

I had storied you lost,

Our love lost too,

And set the wilderness ablaze

And hoped you’d burn too.

But, in those ashes,

what was left was the problem

And the problem was me;

As the wilderness burnt away,

So did the man I used to be.

Then plates moved around,

Pushing mountains at our feet,

And there we stood together

With another world for us to see.

The wilderness (part4)

Closer to me

And closer still

Are the memories

Which warm and fill

Each icy desert

Of broken words

And untold hurt.

But I feel you –

Nearly –

In this lonely place;

Somewhere unknown,

I am trying to trace.

Yet paradise must exist

Beyond the rain,

Beyond the peaks

Or else this wilderness

Wouldn’t burn so cold

And break my bones

And keep me marching

On and on and on

Into that next step

Either toward

Or away from you.

Please, let this next step

Find you and find us.

Instead of kicking dust

Into clouds

Which confuse

And arouse

Before finally settling

Onto the cold, dead ground.

The wilderness (part3)

Where are you?

She said,


Past the dead.

And those mountains

Stand high

In the snow

At every side.

Impossible to traverse;

Dangerous to climb.

And that wind screams;

It howls, it cries.

And, at each summit,

There is nothing more

Than another wilderness

Left to explore.

Peaks apart,

Eyes lock from afar,

But valleys sink deep

Between who we are.

The wilderness (part 2)

Is it late enough

To wake you up?

Your endless sleep

Still worries me.

The rain-wet glass

Looks overcast;

Barely a morning

To greet you with.

The horizon opens out

And stretches wide

Into that dull and cold

unfinished sky.

Does anybody even know

What we’re searching for?

In this wilderness,

We are without rules.

And like aimless rain,

we wash the world

In one fleeting,

half-remembered fall.

The wilderness


I cannot breathe,

A voice which sounds

So close to me.

She heard her name

In tongue unknown;

Words beckoning

Her far from home.

Her hands in rings,

They carry cold,

Misshapened things

Of dust and mould.

The journey made

Was time in leiu

Because every step

Led back to you

And we stand


Yet alone,
against that dark old sky.