Whispers
Delicate wish...

Sit in a room; half-lit and half bit,
this was it - me and you; hell did we fit...

Relentless pursuit, the heart, the chase,
bite to bleed - to kill...

Began the growth of a tree,
from acorn, to shoot, to root...

Sean speaks of
Everything as if he knew...

Spoon fed poison, like the flicker of the tongue,
snake like love, sold hard-lined and you keep your...

This painting like a poem, blank.
jagged, coarse paper. meaningful in every shade...

Mashed cliches rehearsed to obvious ends;
this tired writer bleeds wretched non-imagination...

Twisting in this place,
bodies contorting in sinful disgrace...

We play games like children;
white lies and hiding half-eaten pies...

When
touching...

Pump, door opens, flooding,
Constant minions, circulating...