Afterwards – blasted, he finds her,
distorted and slumped, half hanging out of the bath.
Her mascara smudged and her glazed pupils clinging to the ceiling.
She lies there. dressed up in delusion,
they kid themselves they’ve got it all.
Every time she slips further, so does he, and it frightens him
because deep down he knows, which way they are going
as she falls further and he lovingly feeds their desperation.
Hysterical in her need and him besotted in his, it drives him insane.
She smiles at him, he sits on the toilet making a joint,
trying to figure a way out of this crazy kaleidoscope of extremes.
sometimes it feels like they are lost somewhere
between lunacy and chaos and he slams the door
In his mind it’s the only way that he can cope with the intensity of their
needs, at least that is what he tells himself, in his messed up logic.
Opulent in her, she is his blood, his breath and his soul.
Her quirky little ways is all that he wakes up for.
In love with her risqué don’t give a shit moods, they’re in a world of their own..
So that was their life, a make believe heaven, on the verge of a Temazepan dream. Sleep walking through life in a junkie’s Utopia fluctuating
on a high speed roller coaster ride to a variable slow motion nightmare.
He doesn’t want to wake up and confront the panic and dread growing inside him,
but his x rated anguish and confusion claws its way through his skin.
He’s yelling at the top of his voice.
Screaming her name, knowing it’s in vain.
Zoe wilts in the bath, smiling at him,
her eyes still stuck to the ceiling.
Spiralling through dreams hurricanes of mind,
searching for something that you cannot find.
In wistful tornadoes a wish is blown
over the rainbow, you find yourself thrown.
Living in colour avenging the grey,
in wonder wayfarer finding your way
through perils and sadness your journey starts,
hoping you’ll find the home of your heart.
With each step you take your shoes glitter red,
each sparkle a mirror of light in your head.
Your pace small in stature but huge in stride,
which way you go is for you to decide.
Melodramatic your faith in your charm,
conscious will guide you protect you from harm.
Tempted by fields of malevolent guise,
perfumed to trick but awakened you’re wise.
Your path is golden tenacious your soul,
to battle your demons you have control.
In cinematic musical aplomb
you start to realise how far you have come.
Resolute not to stray in your motion,
you find there is no magic or potion.
The magician you seek lives in your thoughts,
you have the answers to all that you sought.
Prowess unleashes the lion and you
find courage and roar pride in your truth.
Your head wasn’t filled with bales of straw,
Intelligent wise of that you are sure.
Your heart not leaden with grief but with love,
you come through stronger the journey’s been rough.
The home of your heart is where your love lies,
no grasses greener and no bluest skies.