between the book ends
big bang to final heat death
standing in the light

between the book ends
big bang to when protons decay
standing in the light

between the book ends
big bang to the final rip
standing in the light

between the book ends
big bang to uncertain stop
standing in the light

the lives of the dead
Emperor of the known world
Nearly forgotten

the bridge, the silent
winter landscape between us,
we hold hands in dreams

the gate, the flower
the exchange of touch, looks, licks
the thrusts, trust, release

stroking the petals
playing with the nerve cluster
breath, fingers, tongue, juice

my housemate's birthday
going out for a curry
wearing silly hats

spirit animal
the mouse in a shadow maze
searching nervously

the memes of my world
I bow to the east and west
Kali, Jesus, science

I had love, yet to
pick at the scab of childhood
the can of maggots

during my childhood
books my solace, clouds of flies,
bags of food rotting

my self confidence
brittle, the slightest knock breaks
a glass spider's web

soap greyed bath water
womb warmth enveloped and steam
in the cold bathroom

beyond hydrogen
forged within a star
the dust in my tears

The autumn garden,
masala of damp and cold.
Waiting for acorns.

my subconscious mire.
My mother ... gross ... freudian
just a dream but yuck

procrastination
write about that now or not?
I force myself to.

integer to float
cast to a more precise type
it is still discrete

brutally honest
poetry of warts and all.
Did I go too far?

skid mark on my bed
what the fuck! I clean myself,
so why is it there?

my thoughts torque and tilt
surfing a wave of crazy
extra meds for me

Remembrance Sunday.
Free. Yet war has murdered sleep
for my godfather.

place strand over strand
learning the weave of the knot
memory, life, death

my furry neighbour
the world's meowyist cat
exploring my house

I thought it was me.
Bereft of motivation
because of the meds!

the drift of silence
letter to a dead father
sea glass tumbling


inspired by "Full fathom five"

the quiet breathes deep
the warm bed of sleep's river
holding me with love

to save the tiger
beautiful fearsome neighbour
fine in the abstract

thou art "art" my muse
illusion and delusion
I grasp you recede

unrequited love
tranquility eludes me
I seek to awake

the night drawing in
the season where some friends shriek
inside their marrow

festivals of light
Diwali and Bonfire Night
Leicester together

blue is the beauty
sailing in the solar wind
a spectrum apart

My uncertainty.
With the observation done
the wave collapsed

resist temptation
slide through the water of doubt
she loves another

walking out of step
i hear the beat of a drum.
my syncopation