Weather Experience

Cradled my heart until she cracked like a ceramic bowl
Cracked my heart open like a skull
(And) ate it as a melon
Skin and seeds and all

Gave me a dream catcher made of rain
I thought it’d be our personal rain
But instead my heart dissolves like a tablet in water drowning in you choking on you vomiting salt
to lay the earth for your inked raven
To pick at the gold coins falling out of the purse of my heart
(The threads have come loose)

My love has no credentials here

Oh for you to unbecome god
With your pockets full of questions
You are a case unsolved

You’ll never be the first to take my hand
My hand a lump of thigh on the patch of lawn
The sun is in your eyes
My soul will bask
Because I’m tucked up on the moon
Listening to your voice the drizzle of God –
a storyteller, a boy, a man, an intellect, a boy –
Until I am a visual blackout
And can no longer have a concept of the sun
Only something spectral as a love amnesiac
Others might think it’s an abortive romance
But I’ve eaten the unlucky flies
What is love if not an unconscience?

A diseased heart buttered burnt toast with flies’ ashes
Longing
Longing
Longing
Desperation bloats
full fatted raw meat
bloats on your tea-leafed skin

Love is an itinerant,
a vagabond who never ceases

Does Love know that they’re Love?

Love carries on anyway

There’s still the rain
I can pretend the rain’s our music
Bright and young and full
Water can be blood

Or maybe I cannot bleed
Or maybe I cannot cry

But who’s to know

Are rain or tears causing my lashes to thwack each time I blink and my eyes to dip under heavy drapes

The sun, the sun’s not here
I am already lying in the earth
My body in one box
My heart in a babied coffin

Rest now
It’s time to sleep