Mindshorn into legion
over green bubble-sea.
Roiling realities of white and rose.
An alabaster city,
each stab an embrace,
each thought a wraith.
She hovers over,
a balm, a guide,
fear-tonic and mender.
A kiss on my head,
wisps the thought-smoke
and I shear into ether.
Astride the chasm loop,
oroborus of thought,
twisted and rent,
and the maelstrom of a dream.
My néant and my expanse
gaze warm and oddly kiss.
These stars, this black.
No pain, no cries.
But calm death
and a shrewd smile.

Blazing soul of ink and cinder,
terror-struck and raw
worm-ridden and aflame,
over fiery doom-sea.
Womb-crusher and siren of night
treading bloody harm on all the world.
A shock, a stab along the jagged scar.
Writhe-shouldered and pain-cradled.
Raw-mouthed and pulsing.
Deafening drums of battle
and all foes hidden.
Blind watcher and sentinel
and all the world an enemy.
No faces but those of fury
and darkened souls ablaze,
and I the flame.

Life a blink, once staid and quiet,
again rough and raw.
A face of doom and cinder
a sea of woe and wonder
and a settling ring of thought
clasping the truth 
that a blink can contain such a thing as you.

Last red rays on silver sea.
Quiet rush in my ear
and cool grit on my skin.
Cheek painted by the breeze
and the cries of gulls.
My thoughts spin slowly
with the salt mist.
And my eyes remember you.

A stab, a slap, pin sharp and raw
and a sea of stars before my open eyes
Wake me, wake me
and show me the mystery

White and ashen, full of smoke and flame
and a wave, a river of fire
Look! See! Open your eyes
I will show you a secret

Quake and tremble, and cry an oath
of piss and blood, hot iron in your mouth
and your chest aflame
I have the truth, come and see

Blanket of stones and wreath of thorns
A blade deep sunk and putrid
I am your teacher
Pay mind to me

Pinned and swarmed
Flush with twisted cloth and flesh
The smell of all creation
and the warmth of a mouth and of a hand.
And each a lover and all entwined.
Collapse. Open and be taken
deep and full into all and many
and burn the flame of desire

I never told anyone
how you broke me in two
in three, in seven.
No witness to the cracks,
I lay and sundered.
Vast glaciers sliding into a dark sea.
With you next to me,
stitch mouthed and tight eyed,
I clove and split.
Here and there a puzzle.
Shattered pane of milk glass,
sharp and raw.
A weapon
A trap
Shearing all around.
I never told anyone
how you broke me in two

The one clear eye casts itself to avenir.
Lone and fear-stricken,
adrift on clotted fields
and brassened sky.
Weed and serpent slide unheeding
under barbarous flare,
with no watering hand
and no feet on the path.
Only ravens’ judgements
and mocking clouds.
The one clear eye wails at the coming carnage.
And I sit, and wrestle my murky eye to today.

But through my hands slip red
and pungent bristles,
and my fingers a sieve.
All is lost
All is lost
Cry raven and rook,
the snakes hide in their holes
and we weep onto the thirsty earth.
All angels fled
and serpents for our love.
A crack across the sky
a scar upon our brow
an ocean dry
and a cloven lip
and my hands a sieve.

White tongue of shame,
sit dripping on my cheek
and tell me your song of woe.
The years’ lost flow,
dark and sad,
an unbroken stream
from my ears to yours.
And wave, and wave
bent unchecked,
washing your sins and mine
into the neverwas
and the hasn’tbeen.
A leaf, a whisp,
A tear, a sign,
A sob, a moan,
A sin, a lie.