A mix of seven......

Know
If I
catch you
hands burning
ash
the simple
words
of death
made clear
crystal
tone on tone
if I
catch you
handcuffs
pressed
imaginary sin
cardinal boats
the
chance
the
wish
of freedom
tied
pressed lips
warm
involved
caught.

Birthday
mother
not known
the surrendering squid
testimony
crinkled nose
hesitation grown
home bought
the sweet
savor
click
the musical notes
linger
counting down
empty ruins
clots caught
in the blood
of pilgrims
the sweeping
sand
suffers the
sin.

Alone
They said it three times
headlights of a car square straight
stop being absent

With
Place hand
around waist
kiss cheek
hold hand
the gentle sway
of the ballroom
floor
shoes shuffling
missed step
or two
I wander back
towards the piano
picking keys
I turn
and smile.

Blood
Hold onto
the secret world
empty words
of foolish mouths
pray bound
from the
deepest holes
quick
the kindness
crouches
single minded
over winds
placed by
seamless beams
of tall passes
bridges
burned
the fragile turns
how we
drift
immortal

Requiem
pass
glasses tucked
under hand
pale
and
curved
the cold dust
drunk with power
give me mercy

Ragged
Down drunk
world crushed
the small fingers
hooked
around mine
I turn
and breath
into the fog
settle
into the storm