Incongruence

No cover

Clutching at 

Layers of transparency

Back-to-front cavity

Darkness to light

Refractive cornea

Locker

Designed faulty

To leak

Meaning

Teacher teach me

Stillness

How to build walls

And use my smiles

As a barrier

To design the perfect symmetry

Of benign indifference. 

Are you a dancer?

Dulcet, et decorum est

To choreograph your moves

Confined 

Inside the shoe-box

Of propriety

Claim ‘I don’t feel’

When you mean 

'I yearn'

'I hate'

'I'm fed up'

'I'm bored'

'I'm disgusted'
'I'm turned on'
'I'm in love'
Play your heart like

A transistor radio

When that
Underground train 
Screeches in
Off track

Too loud

Just tune it out

Disarm 

Disband 

Disappear 

When there's no listening ear 

Love and hate

Skulk on by

Like petty criminals

At the crowded end 

Of a busy 

Pier 

Slicer

I run out of run

In the slicer rain

Cowpat hero

I stare into 

The black mirror

Of a long road home

Light splinters into rainbows

I won’t chase them

Closer

Will never be

Close enough

I stretch out my arms

Emotions are marching creatures

In my own Animal Farm 

Just submit 

Today's love is a funeral

Summer smells like wet dogs

Its contours sharp

Drugged

Rain’s kisses have acid lips

The shell hurts

But pain is just

Skin, shin

Muscle
Flesh facet

Pressed hard against the bell jar

Labelled “This Is Your Life”

If I stand here

Will the body hive
Dissolve

Like a gigantic

Hatch-a-plastic-heart
Toy?

Migration

There's no inspecting

The bag 

Of a migrating mind 

Hastily packed at dawn

Multi-chambered heart 

Hacked

Beats incoherently 

Longs

To be trapped 

Inside the infinity mirror 

Of love 

The pure joy 

Of joint attention 

Two kids inspecting 

A snake crawling inside a fish

Eating it inside out 

Voices grow loud
Yet

No more questions 

Are asked 

The light is set 

Not even shadows can be read 

On the darkened face 

Of a perpetually

Eclipsed Moon