Wednesday, 4 May 2011

Heat radiates out,
From the feet to neck.
Play to a comet.
Hand of glass and salt.
White Radiation,
Wakes on the moor.


Am I suppossed to be,
In love with this?
A quick and easy kiss,

Or endless fists.

Loud colour in your hair.

The White girl.
Work with a curved spine.
And a lonely guy.

Sunday, 1 May 2011

The wake,
A lifted weight.
The wake,
A pass of late.
They came,
And supped the ale.
They came,
Despite the pain.

The wake,
To lift the weight.
The wake,
Who pass of late.
A dress,
Of sadder times.
A white Lilly reef,