My Purpose

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Friday 30 December 2011


My Neverending

My black umbrella
merely traps the
rainy blue, inside of me

Looking for a heavenly
uproar
I’ll have to make my own
wind
Enough to move a grain
of sand

But perhaps even a mustard seed

Like being pregnant with Mary
I am at the start of the beginning

Friends end
                but you are my lover
Lovers end
                but you are me

and I have no ending

Friday 2 December 2011

Our Apocalypse

We were tectonic.

I crossed seas
You levelled cities
Two continents
Two billion dead
From all our eruptions, and disasters

When we met, we collided
Made mountains
We climbed our own Everest

But when we separated, we broke up
Shattered and shook
Fire poured from our volcanic hearts
And it all came tumbling down

There was a great big gap between us.
A black canyon.
I made snowmen out of ash
You painted with charcoal
Crying acid.
Our own, little, apocalypse.

A black canyon. It is the scar we share.