by phoenix | Mar 9, 2002 | Poetry, Uncategorized
For Tim and Jonathan it’s these cobblestones I’ve fallen in love with you’re just a bonus it’s the sunshine and the moments when the wind kisses me softly it’s the gaslamps in the cafes lit late in september when it should be warm but instead...
by phoenix | Feb 10, 2002 | Poetry, Uncategorized
when i miss you, it’s like i’m trying to remember a forgotten appointment. you’ve become comfortable to me, a favourite jacket, that fits me just right, or a necklace that I always wear and when you’re not there I rub at the...
by phoenix | Aug 11, 2001 | Poetry, Uncategorized
this enormous language fills my mouth i stumble frantic over simplicities this world has been worn blind sacred smooth and in its emptiness, her thousand elaborate machines tick intricate in gorgeous symphony. my tongue is ponderous huge...
by phoenix | Apr 30, 2001 | Poetry, Uncategorized
For Thorfy self other other self and where am I in this equation? i. i. we. you. other. self. we are talking of colour and sweat skin and liquids touch taste vision none of them make their way to the page I filter you into...
by phoenix | Jan 15, 2001 | Poetry, Uncategorized
For David This is my gift to you, this map to find your way back to me should you need it. First of all, find the river. It will smell of patchouli and cinnamon, with the faintest touch of hope. Follow it until you see the boat,...
by phoenix | Jan 12, 2001 | Poetry, Uncategorized
The smell of bush fire is unmistakeable. It pervades streets, offices, trams, The calm hint of destruction Stark against our coddled days. Heat is a harpie, luring us Dumbly into somnolent submission, Stretching up to her, arching Into her limbless...
