Your mouth bleeds
Like a rotten wound
And I lick it all
like a lost dog.
That is what we’ve
Always been.
Now I have been to the Vet
And I am done
With you.


There are days when the walls closes in
when the air gets too hot for my lungs
when my eyes burns and leak sulphur
when my stomach falls and fold in lead.
These are the days your memories bring.


My heart soars
my heart bleeds
my heart dances
all for the fear of
What path lies

I am fireworks.

The Lady Cat

She walked into the room like a wet cat
All wrapped in a black coat that
Seemed to suck in the light.
Her steps were ice-cream soft
as if they were afraid to be too
loud, afraid of sight.
Her neck darted around under a pink scarf
Afraid she might find what she seeked
Afraid she might find it too soon,
Afraid of sight.
Her hands held the metro a prisoner
Feeding it with the warmth of her
armpit.  She skipped out of the room.
Afraid she might be leaving too soon.
She blessed us with emptiness in her eyes
As she surrendered to the darkness of the night
Afraid she might be seen no more
Afraid of sight.

Merry Christmas

I can smell Christmas,
it is a chocolaty buttery aroma
sipping through the cluster
Of haunting Halloween costumes.
I can see Christmas
buried beneath a cloud of dust.
It’s red like strawberry stained socks,
crispy like freshly made chips.
I can see Christmas in October.
An offering of a second chance
to bag the negativity
and gather the courage
because second chances don’t come often.
There will be some scary faces
but we’ll get through
because this month
we are to work to make this year
end with a bang!