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some sleep  

like new borns

like logs

some sleep

some dress

like a goddess

or a ghost

a dark skinned

fisherwoman

and her catch

gleams wet

love is a mixture of sentimentality and sex

tears are used to

tears are used

tears are

tears

there is a graveyard

in the light

ceiling fans make poor compasses

the shaman breathed us to life

if you post the broken into darkness

has it gone?

the ordinariness of love

lightning on trees

inspired by nature

play space

sweetest honey is in the tree

a big screen performs

an untold story

with no end

a band of one played

a diary full of blank pages

engulfs my senses with a midnight kiss

speaks in tongues

laughs

claps

maybe the sun will rise

with or without you

waves on a windless day

lichens bleach in the sun

hot forge of two

seasoned with chilli and salt

here is one thing

and another thing

what is this place we are in

on the table mandarin peel

thirty stories of glass

have pixilated the clouds

torn a hole in the sky

love is a violence which compels thinking

you can hear the hammer blows

in the marble slab

see the hand printed

on a wall

cave or brick

Simon Petrus’ feet

rubbed away

place your intercessions at the door

in the place

where they crucified Christ

smashed mirror

reflecting glass x5

chair on the lawn

waits for a sunny day

under a grey sky

everything

drips

I don’t know what love is

if I have stolen

I am sorry