Kaleidoscope Eyes.

On a single night four
explorers embraced the
amateur,
stripping away
worldly notions
of grandeur and
tearing at
experience
with insatiable appetites.

Four cowboys
silhouetted
against the full moon
on an empty road
walked the length
of a repetitive
conversation.
An ionised world
lay out before them.

A four dimensional smile
landed on the
grass,
they leapt
into cartoon characters,
tripping over fireworks
and rearranging the
sky
with their hands.

Ravenous

Droplets adorn her thighs as she tosses and turns through a damp night.

Feeling the wave of desperation washing over her,
she bounds her body in dirty, gritty sheets.
Her teeth pierce holes in cheap pillows while she tries to muffle screams of anguish.
Knees collide like flint,
sending sparks into the dark,
searing the acres of the mattress.
An imagined rough hand cradles her,
another pulls at her hair,
trying to break the trance.
A dry and swollen tongue licks at asperous lips,
unable to swallow.

Juliet killing Romeo

This tale belongs on the silver screen
in black and white film,
living forever in the land of grey.
The greatest love story
ever told.

Reciting poetry to one another
that neither understands,
playing like children in the
wet grass,
stealing kisses amongst ferns.

Weaving love into lovers,
they drive down highways at midnight.
Sleeping together on the backseat,
sharing blankets
and holding hands.

This tale belongs on the silver screen

in black and white film,

living forever in the land of grey.

The greatest love story

ever told.

Sentences scribbled on scraps of paper,
amateur confessions of oh so in love.
Strumming guitars by the fire,
missing his hand
through the songs.

Phosphorous fairytales
brought to cocooned life.
Dreaming silent dreams of forever,
savouring delicious times of day.
Never seeing never.

This tale belongs on the silver screen,

in black and white film,

living forever in the land of grey.

The greatest love story

ever told.

Watching her on film,
after all these years,
she still takes his breath away.
Flawless skin against cool white sheets,
still feels like home to him.

Innocence

Such heavy eyes for someone barely twenty years old,
her head was filled with darkened apparitions.
Underneath her faded summer dress she was drenched in despair.
She spoke in a different language
and ears listened under water.

Weeping in secret,
she would carry the weight of damnable choices they had made.
She wiped the blood on the hands of others
off on her soft golden hair.

Injecting herself with preserves to keep her spine straight,
she wore a badge of bitterness hidden under her suit jacket.
Faceless names and nameless faces invaded her drinks
for weeks to come,
eventually all the mirrors in her apartment shattered.

She had such heavy eyes for someone barely twenty years old,
black ribbons supple beneath.
She relished the months of cold
that would numb her flesh as much as her mind.

Salvage

The water is gushing in, swirling hypnotically around my feet.

This ship is going down, it will go down tonight.

Whispered words escape frozen mouths,

disappearing into cool mist.

I have known we are sinking for a long time.

The chaos of the night is blurred,
calm surrounds those on board
as all of us begin accepting fate.
We will be thrust into icy waters unknown,
pulled by currents lurking beneath the surface,
tossed by waves bearing down
and circled by beasts of the deep.

The hull will drag us down, we will certainly drown.

My hem is heavy with cold and sea,
anchoring me to this ship and these waters.
It wouldn't feel right to escape now,
a part of me will will drown here tonight
be it my body, my soul, my love or my all.

Beneath my feet metal bends and groans as the mouth of the sea begins to swallow.

The lights of the sky begin to dance as eyes fill with water,
through the cold I find your hand.
Our mouths fill with water as our lips meet below the surface,
for the last time,
clinging to each other,
weighing ourselves down,
sinking to the ocean floor.