16 May 2025

This is one of those times

when I know it's just a dream 

but I've got Toto in my arms

and ruby slippers on my feet

and I don't want to leave 

I don't want to sit on the edge

of my sepia bed

looking at my sepia shoes

trying to remember what was said

but it evaporates instead 

And I am left softly

and you were there 

and you were there

and you were there

It sounds ok in the daylight 

but it's crushing by lamplight

There is no alone

that goes so hard

as two in the morning 

even though it's an undercard 

And I am left softly

and you were there 

and you were there

and you were there

13 May 2025

That dream I'd been hoping for since the wreckage

finally washed ashore

but the moment I woke up

it started to recede, the way dreams do

and even though I can't remember 

where we were or what we said

I kept the feel of it

In a few hundred years

when my bones lie broken open in the ground 

no stone will remember 

That dream will have seeped

out of the breaks

and wherever we are 

whatever we say

we'll be the feel of it

09 May 2025

As your head aches with loss and regret

as your beauty melts and washes away

as your arms grow tired from carrying the broken parts 

as your braces become unlaced

Remember that everyone who adored you

still does and will

That your hands will always be warmed

and the hair gently swept from your brow

The thought of you being enough

to sustain a million lifetimes

in defiance of fear and the gnashing of teeth

And in that endsome night hour

may your collarbone be marked with a lipstick kiss

so the faithless will just wave you through