Thursday, 21 September 2017

Zika

You say 'get me high, as if i'm on the plane', we thank you for the great divine, all the blessings he bestows, touch and feel of rain, are you on the ropes, you say you've had your time, as if it's a culmination, it's better not to lie, now you're going home, will you take a train, or with herring gulls blow, down Galveston's western side, where they know about pain, when something's not right, my wrist around you slides, now you're on your way, don't wait upon the tide, life begins today.

Wednesday, 20 September 2017

Yuta

Don't hurt me in the old way, another chance to understand me, make soft and gentle forays, Nitro Glycerine is your tone, i understand your plea, you are scared to be alone, always frightened slow to grace , a ball of oppressive feet, no act of love guides your day, but somewhere in your bones, you will have to face, the damage you have sown, who is this tune for anyway, you whistle near the sea, happiness you say, is it what you crave, in order to set me free, is this how you praise, to choke on hopeless dreams ?

Tuesday, 19 September 2017

Yaya

If we're good we will address, all the love we're holding still, by train or water to confess, take time out to pray, where we'll drink our fill, GPS to mend our heartache, shape our days on roads at best, our eyes beyond the hills, help us face each duress, desert bones a skeletal frame, a map, some water, we are shrill, at the sight of early rain, who decides to give us rest, will a ship bring a thrill, our flight to change address, hope's more than any caress, with other nights to kill, fix our battered compass, keep us going 'till.

Monday, 18 September 2017

Yosa

Place south east of Baltimore, what it means to be, outside fire know the score, no windmills on hills nearby, just a dirty little creek, what do you expect to find, measure wine or the law, you can’t wriggle easy, from this institutional core, there's a collective cry, why build places like these, the waste they describe, certainly don't you moan, or try to seem deep, to take life on the jaw, she listens to the roar, her family on the cheap, she is going home, she wishes by the sea.

Sunday, 17 September 2017

Yanka

Without a Sou or Dime, i don't like who I've been, darkness fills my crimes, I've chewed on bones, when fighting fills the screen, screamed to bring it on, first she leaves good wine, a rug around my knees, who can mess with her designs, but i won't atone, off my face on crazy C, instead gather up the rope, her spirit makes me cry, she's like someone from the sea, every day I think i'll try, I really mean it this time, can't take the third degree, scowl at this special of mine, who laughs at my unease.

Saturday, 16 September 2017

Yasmin

If nothing scares us by day, how can we be happy, when night times rage, we are never alone, but it takes such energy, to witness and not condone, we'll all know someway, what is fate or destiny, stuff we can never ascertain, to live here remembering bones, Americans don't do uncertainty, women and men like scarecrows, I'm singing softly again, leaving that terrible fraternity, my wounds calmed by rain, different my fall from grace, who would want to see, my grappling forays, opening doors,seeking release.

Friday, 15 September 2017

Yola

Nervous at a white man's club, she acts she tells me, dressed like a Cherub, results are always the same, what it means to greet, old men within this game, circumstances of our blood, bring no guarantees, private rooms and alcohol rubs, she sometimes seeks the flame, when she can't sleep, this life's no nosegay, she laughs at sailing Doves, they swoop away carefree, puts away her medical scrubs, how do you measure love, do you look to the sea, wonder if anything's above, always try to be serene ?