In a world the same, we'll be the different

isolate

In a time-lapse tunnel on an alien earth
Exposed to cold from chills on the spine
A friendless boat, yet to berth
Left alone, let my soul define
Your face on a ‘missing’ sign
When maps are vain and help is helpless
All we need is sun and horizon to align

coloured lung

i’ve made a friend with the wind

she’s the closest stranger i’ve yet to pass

naive to think escape was not within

we met, like breath painted on glass

from nowhere fixed, to everywhere definite

an affair that can turn hours to minutes

afflatus.

blooming hearts, bells blue

growth beneath, filter through

rich yellow, absolute

made in colour, acid truth

north, our blood afflux

made for fire by the crux

don’t rush, you’ve years spare

the sun will set, please let it appear

Ivory Tower

Climb to reach the lid, the wild blue

Armour let down, to cut right through

Like a clay pigeon beneath a sky of arrows

Feel the feathers reach the skin

And pierce the hidden room

A now hollow heart; a place for a love to dwell in

And how could it ever leave?

For it’s harbored in my veins and creates the smoke i breathe

We will mend statues, from the ground to the skies.

We all deserve this. To be renewed. To change our ways. To be allowed to choose. So let me build you back up. As you’re carrying me too.