I WAS ONLY JOKING:

He’s a rebel now,
Vibrating in my pocket,
Walks in laughing,
Makes me happy,
Clandestine meeting in the back room of a cafe,
On a deserted street,
In a town of no consequence

(K)

TREMBLING COMBUSTION:

I tried it,
I tried it last week,
I tried to check it last week,
It’s frustrating,
Yeah,
Can I ask you a question?

It’s frustrating,
I literally stumble every morning,
It’s literally one of those ‘what-do-you-do?’ – situations,
See,
It goes that way,
Shifting every week,

It would be foolish to leave,
Basically ,
Don’t leave the things that make you happy

(K)

THE MUSIC OF TREMBLING TOWERS:

Monstrous star,
Dust the sea before you take it,
Sleeping in a tall ship on the 32nd floor,
Creaking,
Groaning,
The night before,
Licking fingers for the sun,
The morning after everything,
Noah in the cities

(K)

FOR THE RECORD:

She bows towards the lift doors as they close,
One-to-twelve,
Open to reveal a tableaux,
Three bronze seals smiling,
One,
Balancing a ball on it’s nose,
Straddling ice,
Sculpted from tiny blocks of ragged glass

(K)

WEIRD TIME TO BE A TOURIST:

Fast moving Ruby,
Stroking cinnamon stick,
Sugar in the foam,
Whip it up,
Lick it,
Tapping fingers on paper napkins a long way from home,

Wax & Ram underneath a tree,
Stone flute for the papers,
Reflection in an eight lobed Bronze mirror,
Elbows in the air for the egg bread,

Noodle sticks,
Diamond flower dangling around the neck of an apology,
Receiving messages,
Browsing in flip-flops & premium camouflage,
Following a path to a new life,
Rookie wins the day,

Progress comes to breakfast,
Lace over t-shirt,
Too many clothes,
Not enough fashion,
A distraction of curves,

Pumpkin & Bamboo shoot it out,
Picking dirt from under fingernails,
Full milk,
Jungle Crunch,
Please put the cover here

(K)

CONVERSATIONS BETWEEN CONE & GREEN:

The Gold is loose around the wrist,
The Silver spoon feeds the lips,
Skin is evenly tanned behind toughened glass,
Stone lies silent at the bottom of a pond,
Listening to the rain,
Collisions of concentric circles

(K)

OSAKA TO TOKYO:

People keep expecting miracles,
But I keep playing music,
Raining in Osaka,

She sits like stone,
Statuesque,
Perfect hands resting on her legs,
No fish in the water outside her window,
Only Purple Autumn flowers in the trees,
Green-on-Green,

Mickey’s hand holds a camera,
Dangling,
Ludicrous,
Across a shoulder,
Too crazy to take pictures,

Towers of industry,
Blind,
Pushing heads into clouds,
Clouds come down to the ground,
A fine mist,
Hissing,

Here comes the Black tea,
The answer to our prayers,
Morning,
Rain,
Warm rain,

A hand describing arcs in the air,
Plucks laughter from a Pink dress,
Too much morning perfume walks past,
The morning paper,
Shooting missiles

(K)