Revelation

policed my thoughts – strange sentiments summoned

Of course – refrained, put away, my peripheral dungeon

Unperturbed counsel – brain where words boil their own caldron

Their metaphysical foil, engrained with wonder, shines Zion.

Crying, newborn-numb at your chest, I crumbled like wanton

Brave shards shone from your smile – in Chinatown, we ran on

Crying from laughing – through faces powdered like bonbons

Sapphires, your eyes, light the Mancunian common.

A miniature mirror of phial, ink on a pen-nib unfathomed

Syntax syllabic in sphere, like a soundtrack, you here – through all I have suffered

Strewn through the cracks in my heart like the breath of a lover

You held on.

Cranial complexions, I guess, except you I knew no-one

Still do, who stretched out to hold me like hide on a drum-skin

For my tears dried as tight as the dust draped upon them

Crepe beige hearts sparkled at night like the kiss of a phantom.

Through my finite fantasies thick in my mind, tripped to London

Ironically in the museums, admiring architecture of Ireland, of Stockholm

Your infectious laugh lectures of my answer on some form

Still warming my palm, but your touch slowly gone. I hope home.

Limp on a lawn, a red rose ripe – bludgeoned

Like the full blush of a child, metaphorical love adorned its own truncheon

Rises alive to my surface, the raw-red magnificent sturgeon

Wasted, the heart-stringed bow carcass – snapped when you pulled them.

Disgusting? Through deterrent derogative dreams I still wonder

Whether, hearing your vices, my definitions of normal

Like voices, advances, chanced by harmonic hormones, chemical symbols.

I wish this still

You know, I love you.