Another problem emerging
Just as one's fading,
Tired of going over it again and again
Tired of always explaining,
Tired of it never changing.
There's no way out, no escape

I want to dive beneath a wave
I want to remain young, yet still age,
I want my whole life to be like a book
Capturing you at every twist and turn
a craving for what's over the page.

A chill
carries across the freezing surf
riding upon the wind
which bites.
Stars swing like monkeys
bounding playfully over the moon
tickling its crescent, shining face

What if your life's a lie
what if you're all dried up inside
so much so that you can't even cry?
Walk and walk and walk some more
up and down streets, wondering what's going on

The way I think now
compared to how I used to,
I was blind
and now I can see.
Patterns form in my mind
words create shapes,
meanings,
a whole new language I've learnt
piece by piece

It always brings me back
draws my gaze unlike any other,
piercing, captivating my mind
right between the eyes.

Blowing past the insignificance
teasing me inward,
knowing I'll come calling

Feel a sizzle race across your skin
a shiver of goosebumps
taste the anticipation in the air,
like someone squeezing your hand so tight
ruffled and raw and rare.
Sharp and crisp on this night

I stand, huddled
in the doorway of a house
curling myself over against its wooden frame
my shoulders hunched as I try
to unsuccessfully warn away the wet.
The constant quiet
the silence

Steam rises and falls
misting the entire landscape
heat boiling rain-kissed grass
I open my eyes in time to see the earth wake.
Ever so slowly it stretches
the tip of the sun blinking lazily

You think you've won
you think you've picked me over
until there's nothing left to spit on,
but that's your mistake
you choose to be that dumb.
You think I'm going to let it go

Why do you have to insult me?
Each time degrading me just a little more
moron, freak swine
dirty pathetic whore.
Each time slipping a little more nastiness in
constantly chipping away,

Sirens blaring,
blue lights flashing
I know people are staring
at the police cars and ambulances dashing.
Traffic is becoming gridlocked
vehicles of all types are jammed,
it's always the same

I want to say I miss you
I think of you every day,
how I want to hear your deep voice
feel your hug
breath in your tobacco scent
how I always do when I make a memory of you
my grandad...

I don't want to make small talk
I don't want to be nice,
I don't want to agree
Just for a quite life.
I don't want to act bubbly
Bouncy like the perfect hostess,
I don't want to be polite

I remember the valley
the dip so deep I thought I'd fall in
the ridge I felt safe on
where you could sit on tussocks of moss
and see the mountains stretch endlessly before you