"Crossing"
...
and murder sleeping pisces
climb past a painted man, black
nightfall
shooting stars to the moon
no vision left but dreamed
blank page
swim over moors, through sand
calling from under deep
the beach
...
or take it somewhere new
other directions, northcountry
probing
to kill savage upstream pisces
sleep throughout the ackward life
die
take a spirit in your hand
the wish guaranteed, one moment
once written
...
25th june 2006