Jackson

You have Touched me With your life, with your words Now if they Touch you It’ll be like acid in my eyes They better Leave you Because I’ve learned a few tricks And if they Touch you There’ll be confusion and pain And when I Get like that They better look out for their necks… Read more

Take my hand in a firm grip Lead me from the grey concrete sadness Fire me out forward into wild beauty of expanding treetop light. I find my place here, floating Flying like Superman (though I can’t save the world) Six senses tuned to thrilling harmony An n-dimensional mental laser light show. Spectral spirals twinkle… Read more

I need to write something about this but what can I find? Only A new baby asleep and you Drifting through the door to the sky like spacecraft, saying “See you in December” as if it were tomorrow. Read more

Screaming crashing flashing surging drumming thundering soaring diving … Skyward hands and raptured face Truth eyes gaze unmoving from this frame. Dragging me under and I don’t want to fight it Then lifting me up and carrying me but not like waves In the other direction like a rip But I’m not going to swim… Read more

The tree in my neighbour’s yard is awake! The breeze fans her, sends purple sparks springing out and down. The tree in my neighbour’s yard is green, grown, beautiful. Curved, supple, tempered and strong. She answers the warm wind with a quiet laugh. Her speech is smooth. She does not blush. The tree in my… Read more

Winter? My ears feel cool. Cool, smooth, dry. Winter? The air is rainy. Rainy, breezy, sweet. Corridor smells: coffee, light, voices. Bustle, concentrate, murmur. Whirr. Keys type. Numbers generate. Diagrams draw. The beach will be empty; lonely; peaceful. Winter? My limbs are clothed. Clothed, covered, safe. Winter? The city is watered. Watered, lighted, shined. Winter… Read more