my garden of love sown I am woven of grace the old world is falling now moving us closer fuelled and feeling I know nothing without you I am unstable flow insecure uncontainable flooded by your tidal eyes contain me mon amour I am your cascade pouring into life created for you together we shallContinue reading “jardin d’amour”
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now my feet
now my feet full of pending dance
that single thought
sucked towards a sapphire of absorption I heard the click or felt it or knew it or smelt it.. a satisfying sound and then the old gates swinging slowly in the dark upon a perfumed sea but it is a long way down and who knows what is over there I didn’t go and soContinue reading “that single thought”
love-mad bees
I am pit deep in circulating fire an insignificant tenant in a cave of rouge hum I am riding my snake made of love-mad bees a surging silver ringlet of waving infintisum singular small glowing and pouring working against gravity like perfectly fresh overflowing salmon http://www.arnabaartz.com.au
Sun Perfume
If you don’t think this life is tortuously beautiful then you’re not really here To make your body smell like sunshine one cup of pure soap flakes a palm sized sensation of baby skin a breath of flawless thought a tongue of deep cave water a fold of pure truth a shiver of invisible touchContinue reading “Sun Perfume”
Pablo Says
” Loving is a journey with water and with stars, with smothered air and abrupt storms of flour. Loving is a clash of lightning bolts and two bodies defeated by a single drop of honey.’ Neruda I swoon and arch my neck reaching for his nektar Loving is a journey of the heroes kind epiphanyContinue reading “Pablo Says”
today it’s about bees
or is it about poison? poisonous mad making arsenic accumulation asylum seeking loopy lou discombobulation? is it about misfiration and never repletion is it about my own….wanton disregardiosion….. a bred terror of heavy metal intoxicablation a hive in my mind my mind in the hive please! and they came to me a three bee formationContinue reading “today it’s about bees”
breakfast friend
she ate pastry from my fingertips watching me wanting like a small man pacing pecking tasting the air my lips tilted upward and light like a feather-feeling sunshine shifted across her glossy back warming my chest deep into the hollow there I could have caught her shadow with my sugared hands but I thought itContinue reading “breakfast friend”
tragedy
warheads pressing in-formation causing her throat to swell and tighten building desire like cities digging tunnels too deeply disrespectfully into her earth creating openings and avalanches minute tragedies in her stomach leaving little flags where maybe something lies buried tragedy that has nowhere else to go… eat it or fuck it the catch cry asContinue reading “tragedy”
time perfume
my hands are pungent cupping my face I inhale golden ochre fills me my heart a newly forming bowl on the wheel moistened now by the rich echo of a smell I can taste forming still… I lick my hand and drive my time machine back to 1978 a hot summer with brittle trees againstContinue reading “time perfume”