Odd to Whole vol 1

i saw them gambling their sunsets

behind the road

still laughing to their loss

i saw them holding from a pattern

jigsaw eyes and a family tree

rest their cases long ago


slowly words that curle to sides

empty bottles running free

i saw them screaming ,idiots inside the night

soul equipted flesh and bones

threads and fingures

nights have gone


i saw them primal

the minds are soft

glasses for glasses

their used wear the summer fever

used to climb inside your shame

now we dance

cave people around


time a brochure of ghosts

i haunt

the favourite skin

and when the lips concure the tide

we shall only sleep