23 Wolves

a child contemplates the universe / pretending to play / as she counts the blades of grass / her dreams dancing in the rain / angels come to take their share / like a tickle in a dream / that leaves you half asleep / watching over / -hearts cooling in the dark / as a stranger spoke of 23 wolves / I saw one / he spoke in my dream / all white and moving slow / walking along a dusty road / he stopped mid-stride / he looked back at me / beckoning , from over his shoulder / heaven wasn’t sending / gold plated RVSP’s today / I did not follow his knowing gaze. AZAB

Spills On The Floor

in this perceptive moment of grandeur / my darling / if I was gold and honey / in your private dreams of labour / where would you go? / while angels wings dry and rust / to your guarded delicate core / fragile in the night’s shade / your reckless tears quenching / the prisoner held inside / you live inside me now / like a bullet ripping through flesh / my attention ,severe and complete / gathering / the sunshine that slips through your fingers / before it spills onto the floor . Azab