Nemesis

What if your nemesis
Wore and invisible face
And tied themselves to you
One day as you looked on
Would you feel the weight
Would the tension pull you back
To where you both stood
To the people you loved
To the woman who runs away
But comes back to the crime

2005 20-12

Suitcases

I'm packing again. In my head, at least. I'm walking around the house putting mental stickers on furniture. What should I take? What is replaceable? Is it all replaceable? What will you want? I'm trying to pre-empt you. Do I agree with your choices? You know, the ones you don't know you've made yet. The ones you barely know you'll have to make.

I'm selecting again. Still in my head. What do I love? What do I choose? What do I want to define me? Those threads that I want to continue on. Things that pull at my heart when I step away. And suddenly I realise you'll have to do this too. Have to choose what you love above all reason. And I'm not sure what it will be.

I'm downsizing again. This is all about me. It's my head and I'm still in the centre. I'm the engine of change. I'm the drive behind it all. I wonder if you could sit here forever. I wonder how you live with someone who never sits. Who never rests. I'm shedding my skin again. I'm leaving behind. I'm looking out at tomorrow while you're driving through today.

Further on

I take your dreams as our worlds collide. You take my hand and lead me down the mountain. Through the trees. Stuck on roads. Lost. Found. Chasing the day as the sun falls. Driving North. Deadlines, headlights, Two lines. Photos in windswept. Photos of snow. The speed that changed as the altitude climbed. We drive north past the demons. Up to the dancers. The ones that remind me of St Stephens Green in August.

It's the puppy in Cincinatti. It's Elvis in Nashville. It's the houses I'm looking for.

I took your dreams as our worlds collided. Looking West. Looking on. Tracing roads. Tracing the journey so far. Now I look a little further on...

Midnight thoughts

It's the dreams that follow you
When there's nowhere to go
Trapped by words and belief
I'm left looking for a place
To run to
To find and fit to
To lay both feet on the ground

It's the dreams that follow me
Where there's no one around
Trapped by visions
and tracked by words
I'm left leaving this place alone

It's the dreams that live within
That no time or space can erase
Freed from bindings
From those who know me
and those who chase away
It's the midnight thoughts never shown
and it's the people who live with them
and make them their own

Would you know

Can you tell from the words?
When you never listen.
Did you swop listening, for reading
One day before?
Do you know
When you never tell?
Did you share
All you should never have done
Would you ever tell
of the thoughts that pass in the night?

Where I am

It began with a room full of people I had never met before. It began when you walked in the room. The memory is imprinted in me, etched into my mind. It was stalking, the legal kind. It was me chasing you and watching you chase right back. It was deadlines and daylight. It was petrol fumes and miles down. I've slept in your walls and watched you make me tea. You changed your plans and tried to pay me for my time. You recanted your words and you watched me walk away. With the darkest Tuesday it changed and I'm calling out. Watch my words rebound. Your handshake to me was loaded. Now I'm sitting, watching whilst the dogs are tracking me down.

Can't Remember

I can't remember when
this happened before
and I can't remember what
you said
and I just don't know
where this is going

This is twice around
on a five year time
This is all again
on a one time ride
This is all
we will ever know

I'm calling and falling
and you're following me down
You're drawing conclusions
Without listening to a word
That I never said