The lies that are sometimes told to
Save a broken heart with cuttlefish they
feed those words
The cedar needles that caught the light
Over exposed and finding Like minds
With those that were shown the video
Of the Apocalypse as a child.
Those hollowed out eyes chop stick fed
And strange roads to horse shoes
As I dip my toes.
into rock pools of declining ideals
and learn of Lear and his bright ideas
filming allied friends as their foes
And finding Islands have limits called map lines
as Noah’s found amongst the crowd
Dinning on Lobsters at a eatery.
As they stir in the aisle and tell me to forget
Of cerebellum scars a flickering Brought
on by oriental alcohol And neon Shoals
Of polythene fish under tubular lights
as sweltering Tarmac radiates
as I leaf through the nuances of a unlocked