BORN FOR THE BENCH PRESS v.3
Build yourself up
Raise your human tower
Explore the territory
Of tendons, muscle
Feel the red blood race
Around the race track
Of your neck
Stand proud and high
In ten league boots
Tie your weighty belt
And lift, pull, sweat
Die into each breath
Then be reformed
With golden muscles
Discard the bench press
For other pieces of
Precise engineering
Give everything you have
To gain a little more.
Add the essential to your
Love, enjoy the bones
Of your ideal - until the next
Season of painful growth
SILENCE AND SPEECH
Good heart
sing to me
hum
your notes
your part
in love's
production
Silence
becomes you
silence
cloaks you
O good heart
speak to me
About
true love
Echo inside
forever
THE BIG BIRTH
She's gone
Into labour
Contracted
By Lord God
To give birth
The seas quiver
Around the Earth
(Push)
The winds heave and blow
(PUSH PUSH)
The ground moves,
trees jolt like madmen
A beautiful birth
Is about to occur;
Through a curtain
Of shimmering red
A small face shows -
He's wrinkled with time
His tiny curls are bliss,
His mouth screams love.
LATE NIGHT FOOL
Fooling around
With buttons
And clicks -
I switch off
The Internet
I miss
Your breath
The close honeycomb
Of our kiss
The pulse of
Blood in
our
fingertips
take me deep
Into your hands
Place me
On your chest
Let me listen
To the tap tap tap
Of this wounded
Heart.
