Thursday 27 June 2024

The channels

I find the cool channels
between buildings 
where the wind finds flow, 
This breeze block, asphalt, concrete complex,
Where the radiance of the sun
is battery farmed.

Where humidity is increased in one room,
And conditioned into ice-dry climate in another,
And i walk unseen among the scientists,
clustered in their honey burrows,
I'm dripping sweat on their sterile floors
Dragging plastic through their corridors 
wearing their lab coats
but the dark ring of perspiration
is around my colar
And I cannot be with them,
So
I seek the channels
between the buildings
where the monster casts its shadow
And sucks the cool air through


Friday 21 June 2024

I Commit My Soul To Paper


I commit my soul to paper,

Put my heart in the ink,

Place my consciousness on the page,

Commit what is spiritual,

To what is matter,

What I hope is eternal,

To what may age,

And crumble, brown and flake,

 

Fade out of vision,

Bleeding from the veins of the temporal,

Seeping through the Vail,

Back to its home in heaven,

Where it is preserved,

By Angels,

Preserved in my tears,

In jars and bottles,

Corked with the wood of the cross.


Surrender

I surrender to you Like I was bound to do Not with hands held high Nor did I  Abdicate my throne of emotions: It's courts abandoned, The...