Wedding

I stood as one detached

The music began

Linking ode to grace

The chapel still and fragile

Against the even wind

Rang with this

This song

This face

This energy

The bride and her veil

An underwhite line

Her groom still

And sullen as the dark

Soon sounds

Singular sounds

Singing singing

I heard the violin

The doors fell open

And became

 

Sin and the apple

I don’t believe in sin

It’s only an apple really

Edible and erotic

Like that slow moving thing

Crept upon me

Became me

And soon all i wanted

Was apples

Until i left it all

The garden, the tree

The snake

Myself

I knew i was alone

When i could not walk

In the cool of the evening

Bereft of trees

Is bereft of more

Water

 

To sink until depth has you

The moats are dry

And god has death

Sunken until

inimitable

ere

  there

Here

a darkened sop

The lees become

Soon

now

to arise

Unto neo rise

Until all is swept away

 

I dream

I am this

Under

Thunder

thee

Without

 

I never forget

The ruined arms

Singular in their soul

Spread by ope

And free to stir

The widening it is but

Kindness or more

Of a wending means

To another’s hand

 

The gentleness cannot stem

The violent happenstance

Of anticipation

 

I cannot forget the way

The end fell like the first sin

A garden incongruous

Without the naked tree

 

Alone i wept

Without god

The tree

me

The sound of this darkness 

Faces, facades

Silent regards

Eluding even the faith

From a hushed reflect

 

The night is drawn

From the darkness

And is soon swept away

By another even darker

 

I listen to the savage light

And hear only its sinister hue

A blanched mirror

And a wayward one

 

An age of innocence

Is rarely dark

But always blue

 

An innocence

Is always dark

And never blunt

 

Enjoin me to the dark again

This womb, this view

This uncommon

Melancholy

Malady

This steadfast sound

Fragments

Sometimes there are fragments
Lines of awareness
That spin and fold
And linger in my head
Their omens hope
Their source life

These are but a few sounds
Beneath my heart
They wince at me
At lines of mirth
That smile at me

I face them
Inside them
Are the memories
Of these final
Strategies

Soon i will turn over
And sleep again
For now
I linger with them
A man without a face

Words 

Words simmer here

Untying me

Mirrors bent on

Impartation

I will sleep

With them

Underneath it all

Feeding on malevolence

And the ache of age

While I am summoned

God and angels

Devour me

Seize me

Until I am spent

And wings are

the sweet cool

of my lines

words defy me

cannot know me

nib not nub

 

Dreaming 

Soon I will be asleep

My head torn from

its common mooring

I will descend into

The hades of my own

And slumber there

The solace denied me

Will be spent upon

My very soul

And I will summon

The heart of my heart

There upon a throne

I will cry the words

One’s heard

From all eternity

And announce them

To the black

To the soot

To the dangerous

And the blind

And fallen there

Will I linger

Hands to earth

Earth to hand

God’s descent

Becoming

Soon I will sleep

Upon the aegis

Of the heavens

And sweep my fear

To the furtive ground

 

Sleep now

And do not weep

For the weeping

Is dream

And the sleeping

The edges of a dream

Singular 

Forward I move

Towards a bridge

Singing hallelu

I weep and fall

Until I am done

Hastily I look up

Is god there

Am I here

Until a singular thought

Breaks my way

There is no bridge

But this song

Heartless  

Whether this is a dream

Or a wayward thought

It seems dedicated

To common chords

The moon inside

A scheme of death

A neon light to hell

 

If hades is hell

Then dreams are but afterlives

Reminding of the self

And becoming

 

Abstract hearts

Become lost lives

Lost lives

Flesh and blood salves

Summoning us

From dark pits

Endless

And as summary as execution

 

Who decides when dreams end?

I weep

 

I weep

And break away

To think of what

I mean to do

I wean my hand

From touching

From being

For bleeding

Slowly fingers

Touch the faint

Salt

Soon full hands

Weep

Their digitals

Now watery, fluid

I watch the fall

Of hands

Of self

And repeat the movement

Adagio in C

Sometimes when I go to sleep

Sometimes when I go to sleep

I tire of life

My head descends to mort

And I feel extinguished

Ready to this

I feel the sweep of hades

And of a glassy sea

At once swept by denial

And by the mortal whiles

That weep for life

I fall

Unwilling

And instantly awake

I fend off the furtive odes

The poems I wish to write

The life I should have lived

 

It is then that I see god

The one I bled for

And sought for

Lingering in bowing

To selfless piety

And I say goodnight

A last goodbye

Before the end

And eyes slowly close me

I fall all the more

Sink into the white

Then the black

Then the nothingness

And soon they are all there

Angels and demons

Songs and syllables

Arranged, deranged

And I leap into the light

Savaged by the blackened night

And sleep

Sometimes when I die

I sleep

 

The wind leaves and returns despite me 

The wind leaves and returns despite me

I cannot ignore its breath

Though I am wielding a stone

Its contains neither me

Nor the separateness

I long to harness it

To claim its spirit

But it leaves and returns despite me

Tonight

 

Tonight I perpetuate a  solemnness

For I am as still and virtuous

As a noun in a proposition

I measure my wine

Defending its dark

And deeper allure

While I weave a mirror

Like angels upon a glass tapestry

Galled and gilled

Mouth ope and humbled

I lean and list

Like frames upon a cool wall

I cannot defend my honour

For my tormenter

Is the soul in the mirror

Marred

 

Soon the minstrels departed

Announcing their exodus

With a secondary heart

This was their custom

Their ancient myth

To sing and sonata

The expectation

From another way

 

We search the naked streets

Defying god

And denying

Our very will

Its silence is ours

Its opposition

Our enigma

Soon we will be mere dust

Dust soon to be

And mirrored there

Beside the tree

We will fall asleep

And walk in the cool of the day

again