His father said I feared two things:
Failure, and losing him.
I would say I fear one, as those two
Are one and the same.
The loss of someone you value that much in the world
Seems like the greatest failure can be.
Month: May 2016
Drifting (22.09.15)
Two ships set sail in uncharted sea,
One is you, and one is me.
We could sail cross-ways this ocean wide-
Perhaps we’d meet on another tide;
Perhaps, with nowhere left to float
We’d settle down and leave our boats;
Start again in somewhere new,
You with me, and me with you.
As we set sail, as two not one,
I wonder why this must be done.
To sail longside, I can’t but think
Our prows could clash, our boats could sink.
Perhaps we’d glide without a storm,
And you with me, you’d keep me warm.
An undivided fleet of two-
You with me, and me with you.
Tenerife Sea (14.05.15)
I have lit some candles
To warm in your absence.
They have little heat, but they help.
One of them is blue,
Lighter than your eyes.
The other is in a jar.
I’ve been listening to songs
About missing people,
Because right now I miss you,
And maybe it helps.
‘Religion’ (12.04.15)
Under the far reaching darkness
Hundreds congregate in artillery lines.
Heads bowed,
Whispering small nothings to the empty heavens.
A soft susurrus sent up to a starry sky;
A plea for the safety of a brother, sister, mother, child.
But alas the gods are gone,
Buried under rolling hills or lying in verdant valleys.
They sleep eternal, and all prayers go unanswered.
My Love is the Sun (06.02.15)
My love is the sun.
When he leaves, my world grows
Cold and dark.
Seeing him is like the sun rising.
The sun is setting now,
A mere 24 days to go.
And each time I see him
The sun still rises, but
Made painful by the knowledge that
Too soon, he will leave and the sun will vanish.
Stolen away behind the horizon,
Plunging me into a darkness
That will last for far too many months.
Meaningless Little Things (05.07.13)
There are these things.
These meaningless little things-
And they are omnipresent.
Always there,
Always waiting.
They wait for the time when you are the
Weakest,
Then they climb.
They climb up into a tower,
Wobbling,
Toppling.
And you have to sort each and every one,
To stop them falling,
To stop them breaking you.
But they always do.
There Was a Girl (09.05.13)
There was a girl
She was broken inside
But the sun seemed to shine
When you looked in her eyes
Her heart it was crying
Though she stood by the light
She looked the wrong way
And misread her plight.
She tried to be happy
She tried and she tried
But part of her soul
Had withered and died.
I May Wander Earth (17.02.13)
I may wander earth,
I may wander sky,
But I’m still too strong
To sit and cry.
The stars they weep
And the sheep they bleat,
But I’ll stand here,
Sky beneath my feet.
Log (06.03.15)
Day 6:
I have forgotten sex.
All that remain are distant flashes:
The occasional gasp,
The heat of it,
The taste.
The details slip away,
Smoke in the memory-
Taken and trapped in a grain of sand.
I still have dreams, more and more,
But they are unfocused and vague,
And will not satisfy.
Addicted to You (01.03.15)
It’s like you’re heroin
And I need you in my veins
I want to hear your name
It’s roaring round my brain
Filling me with pain
Driving me insane
You’re as bad as cocaine
And I must have you again.
It’S like you’re ecstasy
And you fill me with delight
Make all the world glow bright
But you’re gone and now it’s night
I’m a fucking sorry sight
My mind is in a fight
And it’s both of me that’s right.
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