Melodrama

Dis-apart from my Darkness I come
Born of an old wound with the grim bits
of a bright day;...

my eclipse is like a dream on a soft plinth
in a lost garden as wild
as the eyes of prey…...

at the very tip of the moons’ horn
there you will find a fabularium of unaccosted beauty...

First the mother must gather her nest
without any hands or fingers
weaving a home for her...

Whilst my master sleeps his sleep of kings,
A moonless night cloaks spellbinding things.
Dawn...

done with the march I plummet. like iron steam as melodious as a question
singing in the hinge of...

I swept my Temple with my eyelashes and blamed God
for the drudgery. Drank tea with a...

in the beginning. love was alone
so it was not Love.
it was merely a shabby God
...

lightning claps a thunderbolt into a teacup
and I take a sip. unabashedly.
just East of my...

in your head the sleeping is a pilgrimage
but it’s actually an arrival.
and they are the...

Your Will-o'-the-wisp is a bonfire
In love with Blue Cheese and phantom magma
serving a dark...

the next poem is this thing right here; doing the cartwheels
on wet mattresses, because the Sea is...

Loose threads in my hairshirt
doing unnatural things on an ordinary day
pinching the...

I am angry
but this time not at myself
I am angry at what’s going on around me
I am...

20/05/2022
Short goodnight love note

Being out of hospital,
means so much to me....

21/05/2022
You’re who I turn to...

In the middle of the night I panic.
Who do I turn...

20/05/2022 (3am in the morning)
At first glance....

Till the day that I met you,
I’d...