Sunday 24 April 2016

feel me

feel me
hear me

i am present
alive
willing

full of answers
full of questions
full of lies i never told you

desire coloured by
honesty at odds with
perception

worlds within worlds
within each other
without…

feel me
in, over, around, above
hear me
the taste on your tongue
the blood on your lips

before you i lie
posed repose
drawn and quartered
split between the lines
the silence
the remnants of

feel me
touch the raw chords of your making
hear me
the dissonant roar of your demise