Friday, 17 September 2010

fluorescence on a repost





fluorescence causes shadows on the page to
dance to the carnage of
writing, and flicker to the
dissection of paper, must
i lean so close to hear it breathing?

fluorescence causes pupils to
constrict and listen,
the windows to identity and
little known secrets becoming smaller
and smaller until i can't feel me
anymore.
droplets form on eyelashes where hidden
thoughts come to
escape their destiny of being trapped behind
dazed eyelids.

fluorescence causes memories of
reality to disintergrate for however long you
want it to stay.
reflections remain locked in treasure chests 
buried at the bottom of your ocean divined 
heart, in return for three hours of
neglect compassion and ache
because my hands don't shake, internally on a
stake, doctor 
what can you prescribe for a chest that breaks, a
heart that quakes?

lips that... break
promises like falsetto meets window
finger print contours work as the map on my skin, so
forgive me if i seem so distant

it's just tricky for lamb to let,
lion in.

fluorescence is the dream catcher that folds 
anxieties into paper swans, so to
pick and choose dreams, to
restore them to life, or stub them out with your thumb


to feel luminance pump through your ether,

fluorescence is the dream caught.

3 comments:

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  2. bonjour i see you've removed my comment when i was merely enjoying your artistic talent but that does not seem to be enough for you. what do you want? A BLUE PETER BADGE! you insolent excuse for a human being let alone a stinking poet. yes you have removed me from the centre of your venn diagram and i am personally offended by this act. I thought that as an up and coming poet you would welcome any form of feedback but evidently you don't and for that i am forced to wrech a tinsy bit. so i stress my pain and maybe you should write an apology of a poem as an act of penance for your vile actions. also my birthday is soon upon us (but 9 days away). one would call me almost holy for being born in the blessed month of december jesus' birth. and so for this i ask that you would give a shout out for both me and our lord, THE CHOSEN ONE!!! (not harry potter) thank you and good day.

    fallenforkeats@rocketmail.com

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  3. oh sorry mate i thought you were taking the piss... happens...

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