Sunday, December 30, 2007

Hope

There is no beauty anywhere
No meaning
No purpose

Everything is ugly
or surreal or bizarre
or plain impossible

To hope is to deceive
to cheat;
To think there is more
is more foolishness

There is no beauty anywhere
No purpose
No meaning..

Saturday, December 15, 2007

The moist moon

The moist damp moon
looks down on me;
The black starless night
sparkles in spite of its darkness;

And innumerable invisible stars shimmer
in the black tar on the grey road
unlit by the fake fluorescent lights of the city night;
The air hangs round me
like the sailor's albatross

I want to live by the lake,
to wake up to its placid waters
to fall asleep in its dark unrelenting
unforgiving turmoil

I want to fall asleep
to dream...