"THE VOID"

... in the void - then a thematic semibiographical overlay in three parts.

CAPTIVE

Repeated in a soft circumference
All fire flies arch
In an unexpected gathering
Over a Viking funeral ... much to fear

The carpentry of the fool in accents
Passing well ... far too well indeed
In a world of lyric song and lines
Out repeating themselves ... unconfined

Beyond the black partitions of night
The minds eye in prosaic aggression
Out lives the bent of common defeat
In A thankful tremor of pain ... reviled

End


DEEP WATER

Immersion of all perceptions end in limitations
What is behind ... a reflection of
More of the same ... more desert and moon dust
Coil tightly around my inner savage

This gives weight for the artist to endure with
The concept of scholars ... these creatures burst
From non-existing books on delicate instinct
Themselves are nothing without the reader

Deeper still ... the dark of the childhood cave
Beckons to fulfilment ... who is willing to enter
Inches away from pirate loot and rum
Adventures filled with concentrations of blood

A self study of a restless chilhood in retrospect
There is no gold here ... but deed birds and sand
A hypodermic half-life in deep water
Eventually without fanfare becomes
A terminal addiction ...

End


ONLY THE NAMES HAVE CHANGED

I have friends that rode into the distance
As I have friends that are insane ... playing
In the open folds of grass ... invisible

The madness machines take flight
Black magic as possessions take flight
I arrive and step off a jet plane into
A thousand windowless eyes ... customs

I travel through correcting my thoughts
As a narrow mouthed agent sniffs and sniffles
On my tightly wrapped package ... unopened

I imagine his assistant naked and pink
Bathed in the perfumed whisk of a woman
But he is alone and overworked ... move on sir

End