Pulse

Bright, primary life-giver, vivid and violent. Metabolic diastole, transporting liquid instants. Lifeline of a Leviticus creature, scarlet serpentine silence Threads my magnetic field lines, concentric, constant. Circular regulator, energetic captivator. Medicinal metal of the new-world vampire. Distilled deliverer, oxygenated educator, Speeds through transparency with the gritted teeth of empire. Colourful, calendar exodus, shed as lunar…

This Little Fuse

Occasionally I trip over the shrapnel of a love concealed. My haunted frontline. Incandescent devices lace the minefield. I never dreamt that when I felt it, my heart would be my warhead. But these three words are charged and ready to explode. Tentative, long-grown, now well-prepared; free and easy truth in my head, At peril…

Remote

Sure-footed, self-sufficient island, In the clouded, unchangeable spots of your big-cat coat. Content with empty, free-fingered, breezy hand. Seeing all through your shadow ellipses eyes: remote. Confused sum of curative parts, Dedicated Rukai descendants dismember your biology to medicate. But, to my noisy, modern world, your detached heart Will fascinate, divide, enchant, and isolate. Arboreal,…

The Disaster is an Artist

The disaster is an artist, drawing me in ragged lines of chalk, Rolling me up into a hollow and painting me a smile.   There has been a fall: the winter sky has seen my mind. It has turned my head inside out, and covered the world in fresh, white snow. My palette adulterate has…

Candle

We are an error, made in gravity’s season as the sky falls. Desperate Atlases to a fragile, fragmented late summer rule. I move towards your illegal glow; Behind me, you put up walls. My new laughter shines like a candle and makes me cruel.   When I lie on my side, in the dark, I…