Monday, October 28, 2013

The Mask



I asked him to take off the mask
Cos it was just too scary.
Like a death door being swished open
By white-gloved concierge
All in the most chivalrous of manners
Everything so terrifyingly polite.
Then he smiled and asked
'Kevin, what mask?'
Talk about 

Going gently 
Into the night.

Thursday, October 10, 2013

Bring Bank

I want to be your Bring Bank
That's all I want to be

I want to be your Bring Bank
So you can come to me
Discarded

You can come to me
Shattered

You can come to me
In pieces

Cos I want to be your Bring Bank
That's all I want to be