Level your fretting. I won’t be forgetting the flush of your face When I lifted you level to me and a wattle tree framed your body. In whispers welling with the dope of a new Spring You said "Kill me a dynasty or our love won’t mean a thing…" A bullet for a diamond ring. […]
Over the airwaves tonight, Sailing by a love lonely light, Isn’t it blue, but isn’t it brighter Than the pilot of a domestic flight Well under this low, lonely light I might be still in sight, You were a girl, now you’re a wife Do not these memories stir you From your long and peaceful […]
Here comes the night. Roll on you careless evening, When we unite Not a force concurs, Not hell nor heaven, So let it come, let it rain, Let it burn though you and me again In the slums without name, and it isn’t only poverty to blame. Here comes your man. Rolling down the street […]
Here sits a once good gardener, pale as a shadow of a doubt, Once a happy dweller of a garden good, once a sleepy sinner, once cast out To the sea where the crossy-eyed maids murmur low, "do you see, do you see where the doubts cross his shadow?" Drowned and amoral, I pollinate the […]
This is a song, not like the other ones, secret and selfish and somewhat hollow. In the middle of this song there seemed to grown another Of indeterminate length and origin. To populate a people’s song, first you must do something wrong, If you’ve never been infirm you can never be strong. Prune your rose […]
Scoop my brains and let my heart have action In its thousand million lots, In the dumb city dawn I am senseless and drawn to the sun as the blackbirds and the toppyknots. And in biting down on the great foam world What is the looming thing? Not money, not flesh, not happiness, But this, […]
The children of this cold coast Are throwing themselves off cliffs, We know that they don’t want to But memory insists – Memories of water, Fantasies of fins, So be off baby seal. Swim little fish… Under mackerel sun, you’re unnatural O how, how do they breathe? And whales hear whales When love comes down […]
"Well met, well met" said an old true love, "well met, well met" said he, "I have just returned from the salt salt sea, and all for the love of thee." From pole to pole I’ve spread my soul o’er sea to august sea, In body, bankroll and bedded sin, I’ve liked to spread it […]
You are the queen of a dust bowl, Ex to a crier in a town of ashes, This is what happens when a great love crashes. Tonight you let me see you, For the first time, in a long time, For the first time, in a time Without the fear of going blind, without the […]
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