haiku, Poem/Song, Poetry, Uncategorized, Writing

how it is

must stop listening

to scott walker when my soul

feels black sure fuck it

Poem/Song, Poetry, Uncategorized, Writing

twisted trees

twisted tree photo twisted-beauty-allan-mcconnell.jpg

inscrutable to me

dont move until i do

dont shout until i do

dont look until i say so

keep it deep, keep it deep down

inscrutable to you

right up to when the

truth breaks

seeping through the cracks

splinters in the mouth

break the truth is by your side

breathing by your side

the weak branches it will snap

make a wish

make it snap

break us in two babe

shadows across your back

the birds tear it down

make it snap

you will move through

the ghost will move through

black shattered trees

black shattered hearts

never knew no-one

never knew love