Poem -

BROKEN TWIGS -- ON A BEACH

Daylights ambition
returns too rob nights hidden graves
she crawls across the thrown away gasp's
bleeding into another empty glass
a mirror that she drags behind
chained in smoke
purple bloated sky

young
homeless
shaved in nuditys filmed final cut
scripted birth onto plastic cuff
directed along that dusted fool
soaked cardboard in disgusted discussions
electronic choirs
singing hymns learnt against forbidden desire

on a beach 3.34am
drawing spirals with the borrowed twig
sat in a lonely reach
oceans can never sleep
she screams beneath the silent stars
begging for something too talk for hours

Thief returns as an eaten saga
the epic salty retch
dry heaved a stolen life
within her spiral drawn
wind dances the paper bag
brown in crumbled forgotten hag
across the legs crucified in style

She watchs the flirting breeze
caress the thrown disease
drawing spirals
between her thighs
with the broken twig
lifes shopping aisle

curled asleep
ghostly bleached in bone and charm
the oceans kiss
unseen with foam and breath

gently the spiral caressed

what is drawn washed into fades holy day
strange the broken twig remains

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