The Taniwha spine of our country Has peaks of mountain jewels Which ridge its bladed back With white capped snowy pearls Its head points to the north Along the ring of fire Its breath a shaky isle Its head a funeral pyre It shook its unfurled body Two days along our coast It thrust up new found reefs And turned some of us to ghosts
I heard it sigh, from miles away I felt its body begin to sway The metal twisted The concrete shifted And towns were dusted in gravel grey
It began, like all messy lies do in a storm of muddled words Didn't feel right to me Young, but not blind Saw the struggle on your face of the words colliding towards your mouth long before they reached your lips
I was lonely, you said and drunk (of course) She was there and I was not It was a simple story with simple words A poetic tragedy nonetheless
paying attention to your pained expression I heard the thousand echoes of the times you have said this before to women you...
(Your) Smile † ň Ė a heater-core † warming my insides † licking leather with a hot tongue † (My) Giggles † ň - lubricant for your sticking motor † oil to wet one's appetite † (Our) Laughter † ň - jumper-leads for the body † charging the chamber kick-starting the fun engine † †
Pliant plastic skin, and purple veins Reminiscent of her poisoned arteries She fucking hates aubergines Sheís pushed through the worst of it now Head pounding the toilet seat Ignoring the self-loathing shit-talk in her head It's worse than the vomit coming out of her mouth Heartís done pumping hard liquor through the veins
For now, the light shifts a little
Color filters to the tiled floor to which she is clinging Salacious skin sucks Salt away from her pores Thrusting water, as an assault All...
Truth is Iím only here to feed my addiction Constantly exhausted but wanting more My anti-depressant suppressant Donít matter though, cause here I am at it again, back for more pain.
I plaster on one of my sweetest smiles and pull back my hair into a pony tail. Sleek and well-mannered, just like mum raised me. But most importantly, I look honest. I check myself in the rear vision mirror step out of the car headed towards the house, almost convinced that Iím a good person Almost.