when I remembered there was a place

squash out your sausage filter i'll stay here burning fires to the empty black sky

you dont need to be

i am like a pixellated daemon you can close your computer screen on

i want a spiritual awakening i want to shed my skin and fast and take strange things

and sit still on top of hills standing amongst beasts and falling into sunsets.

There is a place where democracy is just a half buried concept that hasn't been colonised

that lies in the stones in the sand and in the bones of people

and there is a savage beautiful thing we sometimes call evil

thanks for helping me remember there is a place

through the looking glass the flat worlds only come to life through our Jean Cocteaux.

Alors! However we make it there.

I saw you in the twigs and undergrowth on your way to death

The twigs and wood curled around each other scratching at us catching in between our hair framing each moment

No other way to describe it.

You had a big grin on your face and a backpack

You walked past me without looking back

And I wanted to go with you

Salde la casa

Tirate rio

Que yo me quiero

But you leave and I knew we had to stay here

Because as much as we are at war with it

Life is calling us

Sunsets

Beautiful people doing beautiful things and understand love that isn’t jealous possessive and damning

So cast it off

keep following

Because life still asks for us

And that beauty still bleeds into us in the blackest moments

And that human contact grounds –

when the cold dark waves lap at our toes.