Golden inch a pinch of dust

The desert sinks like deserts must

A shelf of moon a bag of skies

In serpent dips the seconds fly

Peril holds your upset day

And paints the darkness back to grey

Dip my fingers in the stars

Princes greet the eastern shahs

Belts that hold a windy past

Your hips regret the tour cant last





Palace gardens melt to milk

And servants swim in seas of silk

Help is jewels on ivory staffs

And watch them roll down secret paths

Lace can talk in worlds like this

Windows think that branches kiss

Sorrows grow if sails are low

But gusts of wind make sorrow go

Leaning towers cup their sway

Fall to foundations locked away





Ill fall asleep inside her hair





Organ grinders pause to live

Piano notes exist to give

Black and orange fruits begin

A race they all intend to win

The bottom rung is still the top

The ladder though is just a prop

Pour me sea into my hand

The salt will stay and theres the land

Paper filled by swirling thoughts

Where ships are sleeping in porridge ports





Be here turn your mouth to me

Let me sing til I agree

A pond reflects, a knight denies

A shudder in the earth replies

A costly stare results in blood

Your fragile gun swims in the mud

A coat of silver draped in dreams

A million maps run through the seams

Taste is blue when light is bad

But silently youre not that bad





Ill fall asleep inside her hair





Curtains drawn on real views

The mountain sits and valleys lose

Underneath a bankrupt stone

A yellow lizard remembers home

On this shrill and gristle day

The button holes closed up and fray

The hope is glowing on a s