THE DEEP END

You,
in the chlorinated cement sea
on a summers' day,
sun shimmering water
ripples
and you, head first into the deep end
deep down, far below
casting shadows on the bottom,
while I paddle in the shallows

You,
in the cement city
on a winters' day,
brushing grey clouds
away

with your angel winged coat
deep down, far above
headlong into the crowds,
while I stone skim the surface.

You,
in the darkest corner
on a dusky night,
making fireworks
from

proud, brave words bubbling above
deep down, far away
all heads are raised and listening
while I hold my breath underwater.
Even my deep is shallow.

BEGINNINGS

Let the end begin
and the merry-go-round end.
Let the artifacts
gather dust in my
minds museum.

You have seduced me,
and the tide, now
refusing to turn,
leaves my soul's ship
grounded,
on the rocks
in eternity.

FOOL'S GOLD

I waited,
and watched and stalked
my prey,
with the seductress mask
of paint and perfume -
jewelled beads and sexy lingerie.

Only to find,
you were my fool's gold
and I had dredged the

river dry
in my fever,
ending up with a handful
of silt and stone in
sufference.

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