I recall a time I lived
as half of two combined
a singularity bound by
fearless dreams and our
inherited powers.
I recall a time I lived
as half of two aligned
our mindless attraction
interfering, clarity
an obfuscated truth.
I recall a time I lived
together – far apart
touching – feeling nought
screaming – silently.
I recall a time I lived
I cannot remember
how
I recently attended Rock en Seine in Paris and by chance I crossed paths with a music journalist, Eric. After long discussions about Blue Oyster Cult, a mutual favourite, he suggested I should check out Electric Mary, an Australian band and friends of his.
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I dreamt of physical intimacy – once
or was it just a hug?
Mayhap I dreamt a dream of hugs
my mind in mud – I cannot recall,
Though my desires far outreach
just dreaming, I do fall back to
dreaming dreams as
hoping for actuality
asserting would be
a step too
far
as my packets bounce idly around
the world; obfuscationarily
I hear her
she sings to me
PJ not to wear
PJ definitely talking to
me; to bring me her love
as my packets bounce idly around
the world; arbitrarily patterned
I no longer worry about
thievery, nor death
I’ve paid my dues
in hope of everlasting
time among the stars
and near
you
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through binding subtleties
my chords vibrate
reverberate through
your emptiness,
through binding subtleties
I play the strings
of the fool as you
fulfil the role of
queen,
through binding subtleties
no harmony combined
could outshine my
pride and your naked
desire
on country lanes I cycled
through childhood years now fading
in the middle, fresh grass grew
wheel track limits was
all but nothing but
flattened hope of moving on,
escaping the world of parental control,
breaking chains and tearing down walls,
the future was
in my grasp,
as long as the lanes
kept coming
as expert in deception
I fool myself oft,
telling tales I say
swim yet drowning
a habit I abhor,
as expert in deception
you hear my lies
yet smile and bow,
wanting only to show
your undying love and
wilted looks,
as expert in deception
the calling of truth
abusing trust and
misuse of power
I care little for
those accusations
frequently blasted
through speakers
uncommonly placed
between the heavens
and your puckered
face,
as expert in deception
I will survive
not matter what
not matter where
not matter when
I decide to go
swimming
