MOJE KRASNA SESTRA 2001



This morning I held you in the kitchen
With your back to the window
You turned, undulating violet flame
A second later, told me I seemed ‘fragile’
As I disintergrated into zeroes and ones
Together we beheld our mirror


Paranoid fascination


Bless you for your truth
Revealing childhood pain
Bless you for care after the hospital
Your slightly crazy smile
And perculiar regard for mine
We remain dazed, recollecting the first views


Try not fall in love with our moods


I beg you not narrow the village of horizons
From windowless office to towerblock ‘home’
Where a thousand glass squares, stare out at the highways
And a million tin cars fume up the sky
I beg you not see me as a means to an end
I might be too broken for your care to mend
And though not as strong as we need us to be
Our love’s strength enough
To get us both free


I have a beautiful sister and half hope
She’ll not leave her long term brother for me
I’m not convinced I’d be better family
Although I want children disturbing my aimless days
Our dark past history
Will shadow the child


Can’t believe I think this way about such things


Bless you also for reminding me of the magic
Existing on every level of friendship
The feel, scent and joy of flesh
Language barriers broken by touch and music


And the truth of the time.