(2013)
I feel you.
Static. White noise. Deafening silence, overflows; trickling webs
I shall think of you as i breathe… Each breath of sorrow, joy and las… For once was love all that i did b… Now only standpoint mutterings do… Go off the deep end with chaotic s…
Both wrapped up tightly in what se… our wardrobes in their entirety. Up to our blushing noses and cheek… trying to keep out the bitter, bit… Our breath, like clouds, disappear…
Subdued and moonless, breaks the dawn, delivering the year; boisterous gloom, percussing panes,
Soft morning rays, pierced the pan… Dimmed by jack-frost’s rain. Accompanied by a tabby cat, the Tailor snipped and snapped, on show - in the window.
Magical silence, frames soulful melody, woeful beauty, endearing refrain. Chills nip my spine,
Morning’s sun, subtly dulled. So perfect does enact such shattered souls. The mist - delicate,
Fondest memories edges blurred - dimpled bottles, emptied of their tricolour liquid, shuffling their wonky necks
Sundown upon me, meandering amongst them; enchanted, midst the dimness, inveigled by their mighty sway. Whirring winds
Amidst the woody opalescence; clammy, creeping undergrowth, and stooping heavy boughs, they wait. A gradually growing blanket
Glazed veils, overflow; crack, with surging chills. Briny despair, on the verge of eruption,
Palpitation pressure flow. Insides flinch, break-beat, grow. Clotted frizzies,
Dewy twilight fell outside, transparent breeze crept in, washing over all. Midnight hours swallowed; a shared,
Swirling sage spheres dissolve the… Perfect, air-filled pockets, rolling, surging, bursting. Tawny slinks play; tumbling over,
Poised to pounce, behind a filmy glaze, a blackness, filled with everything, and nothing.