Demos I

HIM

You carry the fading ring on your finger like the cross

You drape around your neck.

Rizlas snag on your fingers

From the constant caressing of worn down strings.

Your hallmark is your perfect imperfection.

Your room is adorned with

Keepsakes from forgotten nights,

Beer bottles, shot glasses, empty cigarette packets.

But the important souvenirs are forever etched

In your memory and your being.

Your undying attention to everything

Makes for stiff competition.

THE BUTTERFLY EFFECT

a throwaway comment

makes Its wings beat.

i feel the thin veil

press against my heart

with force

over and over.

It pumps my blood

in an aortic allegro.

my vessels push

With tidal force.

they patter like raindrops

relentlessly

beating the skin of my neck

like the hide of a drum.

the Butterfly

makes my skin ripple

and my lungs shrink.

It consumes me.

dr/unk

I rely on you to feel the good

To unfurl my spine

Untie my muscles

Unravel my thoughts

Why is seeking happiness

Such a punishment?

FALLING

Dusk warms my mood

And you my heart

A temperate glow fell over me,

I’ve never felt anything like this.

Smoke dances

I lean back and

Let the feeling take me

I watch you through a haze -

Clouded by intoxication

But for the first time, not

By judgement.

All the promises fall together

Into one look.

For the first time i can feel the truth

The apology

At my fingertips

Which i align with yours

And this is the foundation on which we build our future. A link which, whilst fragile, may never be broken.