Christmas Day Skinstorm On Sand (collaboration with Trouble_Loves_Me)

 
If this is another pair of socks to open
 
Swear to God, next year, Santa will be slashed -
 
Bring me the head of Rudolph.
 
Malevolent woodcutters felled tree
 
From pine needles, let us construct two crowns
 
Dying to let same sun-glitter
 
Shower spray our skin.
 
In neatly wrapped box, her written note:
 
MY DREAMS……MY DREAMS
 
Calligraphic ink of blue dreamer’s eyes
 
Rain(bow) colours of all her gifts
 
Blood red ribbon to bind wrists to branches
 
Ankles to stiffest oaks deep into a glade.
 

My Walkman seeps summer sounds
 
Of gentle breeze rippling dress to uncover…..
 
 
Recently unsilenced Siren lures me to coast,
 
Past row upon row of grey slate
 
Dishevelled decorations entwine foam snowmen
 
Interiors – Muzak of PC/PlayStation choirs.
 
Old drunk drowns genie
 
In bottled cheap whiskey
 
Happy Christmas!
 
 
Barking dogs grapple over driftwood
 
Boy sails kite on ridges of adolescent turbulence.
 
She reclines on her beach
 
Juiced peach gushing
 
Close my eyes and I see her
 
Framed in a stabled affair
 
Where wise men dare not tread.
 
 
Tracing my cold lips with an other’s fingers
 
Thumbprints stain skies, seen only by the other.
 
 
Aching head, I forget
 
All I used to be.
 
Replacing nights with
 
Throbbing, to take all I own
 
Soon to go missing.
 
A suitcase full of
 
My blighted heart, taking the
 
Corruption and sin away.
 
Scattering them on
 
The sea, the waves replace them
 
With nothing but shells.
 
 
If I wade into the iced ocean
 
Gulping breaths in depths
 
I will find her, fucking find her.
 
 🙏
 
On this day Holiest of days
 
Kneeling in the sands to pray
 
Facing the seas
 
Here on my knees
 
Does he love me?
 
Looking towards the gull filled skies
 
Father, tell me no lies....
 
Does he love me?
 
 
Silence.......
 
 
Sinners sing too
 
And not just to you
 
Not only for forgiveness or repentance
 
But guttural melodies provoked
 
From his stroke
 
From his poke
 
Of my place, my walls moist with dew.
 
I see you
 
Father, I see you clearly.
 
Draw him near me, to me.
 
 
On this solid rock I stand.
 
All other ground is sinking sand.
 
I'll walk into these waves.
 
Tumultuous torrents and tides,
 
Each step closer to what's true.
 
The deep, the murky blue
 
Calls my name and I am waist deep.
 
When shall we meet?

 
I shiver, ashamed.
 
How dare I call your name.
 
No right to make demands.
 
Who will grab my hand
 
and rescue me.
 
Beautiful torrential sea..
 
 
Thrust of water rush,
 
body thrown with the flow.
 
Riptide carry me to Welsh waters.
 
Water rush from my eyes.
 
He hears my cries.
 
 
Silence........
 
 
Sinking, and I'm thinking....
 
Drowning in love, swimming in lust
 
This is us
 
We
 
You and me
 
On the shores of Heaven,
 
the beach of hallelujahs.....
 
Amen and Amen
 
It will be so.
 
 
Sinners of the world unite & take over
 
Let only God judge us
 
Only the sea knows our secrets
 
And she the most loyal of mistress.