I wander up from my youth.
Into this skin.
This life I now reside within.
Piled upon bones, this memory of time.
My bark of remembrance cracks.
Splinters out a sap.
You were there at the beginning.
Siphoning stars and melancholy.
You’ll be there at the end.
Counting the receipts.
Adding up to the most magic number.
Sit me down by the stream and watch our lives drift by.
Baking under that hellish sun.
Pull the fingernails from my hands and spirit my soul off to another land.
Fold me into your wings of resurgence.
Build me up for another day.
I came to you in pieces.
Forged from hands as light as feathers.
You weigh me down, you make me fly.
You count the eyelashes while I sleep.
You creep under my skin each day.
Legoing out a body and mind.
One that leans towards you like a plant to the sun.
Photosynthesising your love from your light.
Every part, every cell.
Each atom is stacked in your favour.
Circles and squares, and pieces of you.
Building up a dream.
From the newly revised version of ‘Echoes in Space‘
Havoc and Consequence 