FacelessI am the man without a faceWho saw the woman all dressed in lace"Sing me a song" She said to me,So I sang a short, sweet melody,She listened and shortly cried,And something deep, within her died"Sing me a song" She said to me,And I hummed a loving, deeper tune,She laughed aloud, and she grew,And what had died, returned, re-newed.I am the woman without a faceWho saw the man with incredible grace"Sing me a song" He said to me,So I sang him a song of great melancholyAnd he sank in his chair, his head in his hands,
BreathYou take a-way my breath,As if I had run,And won a race.As if a prize forMy breathless paceHad been your facefor the giving.And she turned and she said,On the day we were wed:You take a-way my breath,Unlike anything before.I cannot begin to describehow much I adore you,My breathless prize,For the giving.
Night BreatherNight BreatherOmniscient beingScratch my brainFind the keyThrow it awayHalve me, Halve meAll knowing thingFill my ambivalenceWith imaginationPeople standing,staring, watchingBehind my eye lidsWatching, unnervingThey never move,Hid in the darkStop watching meI'm scaredIt's wrongDanger in the airYou could move any timeBut you don't,You just stareTo scare meSo I can't sleepSo I can't breathe
RoomIntense tightnessIn my chestMy breathWon't comeIt won't drawHotness, warmnessFeels me throughHurting eyes,So used toGazing downwards,It hurts to lookUpAlien sensationOf tactile touchAnd a girlI wish I metIn a different lifeSelfless-selfish-self-medicationA calm spaceIn which ILiveAndDie
SunsetGlowing dust whereGolden streaks of sunLeak throughA warm Breezewhere a vigilante sleepsSoft coloured woodamber in the light wherebroken bonds come torest.A statuette of a Deityand a wide, green bowlfull of ancient coinsCicadas calling frombamboo perchesThe Sun sets forever herenever moving