how wide is your musical girth?

dream sequins #1

keep dreaming
keep dreaming through the rawness of the rough drafts
keep dreaming among the uncut gems that glisten only in the dark

keep dreaming

carve out a space for yourself in your fantasies
when has truth ever been enough?

self-portrait and a half

i am so many people
so many possibilities
reduced to just one

how to fit so many feet in 
just one pair of shoes?

i don't want to pinch my toes anymore
there is a child in me
that wants to step out and fly
a clown that wants to 
laugh all the time
making a plaything of even the most hopeless of miseries

there is also a devil inside me
it wants to do some very dark and
unspeakable things
i see it crouched in my corner
knowing what it's like to be unloved, unwanted

...

i'm now choosing to walk barefoot
you know, letting my toes squiggle and all
it feels right to nurture all the 'me's
especially the devil which
often shocks and scares me

...

devil, i know i need you here i know
you're the one who will give me wings 
and be my reason to want to fly.

dream sequence #3

 i want to cuddle with your voice and go to dream

dream sequence #1

sometimes there is craft
but more often, there is just pleasure
like now.

if i were to say something about blue

blue is everywhere
but
like a mirage
the closer i get to it
the less it exists

by the time i reach out to touch
it's gone.

blue is my intimacy with absence

it is the colour of tired distances
of fading separations
of unrequited loves repeating on endless loops

blue is where things
are left half unsaid
where a lifetime of seeking
seeking leads to not finding

in blue, i know
but i know not how i know
or why i know
or what i know
or even that i know

a dull thud
emanating from a wise heart
always indicating possibilities
without ever uttering a word

blue.