Friday, 26 September 2025

protected cat

so kind that binds together

like a hardened smile and broken
off
tear.  
heartbeat.

there was a broken tree
held together by weakened
vines.
i saw fairies helping one another, 
fall.

clavicle crystals and
mushrooms growing under
my toenails. snake
breath overcast by
fortunate
middle-class voices.
a burned one,
who did not mind
my fire arms.

numbered pores
and infinity eyes,
hold my heart while
i go find my
shadow. 



Tuesday, 16 September 2025

bait in red

we are in our middle

tightened by false glows of

green veins and disturbed

skin. the heart throbs falsely

and the black strings are carrying

my eyes beneath 

the ground. 

let them laugh till

our tears fall into their

deep,

hallow

echoes.

i built a tower with

these words,

upside,

down.

so, i think I end,

here.



Thursday, 4 September 2025

no drafts

of purple skies.
yet, grey cemented fingertips 
held tight to my fractured ankles. 
i devote my black lines to 
you now. I relinquish my pains 
in hymes and otherness rhyming. 
im structured in the carved howls
and linger in paragraphs of
pain.

i miss you.

i am swiss skies without 
holes;
just opaque grey clouds 

layered with tears.
layered with tears.
layered with tears.

without furry breathes 
or hearts beating
or capitals.
no more lies no more lines 
no more waves unkind. 
just what we had with stamps 
approved by your limitless 
sighings of settling.
i am swollowed whole
and yet, 
there are our yets,
waiting to dry.
compression tears. 
moiste kiss. 
there you are, Zen.

i am free in
you.

heat beats

heartbeats in my palms  with tiger sky skin and tanned eyes with red clouds.  heaven sent another angel and Zen breathed again.  love slathe...