I stood in the dark. The only person among the pines. Spiked spine - Staring straight against the North sky. Coarse eyes , caught cries , Of leaves leaving home for the first time, And hitching a ride with the wind. Triplets and twins map a journey That churned me, My heart flew with them , My heart flew with them , and I heard me . A silent soliloquy . It cut so deep I saw the capillaries. Calling me , The tallest tree screams , As the lightening strikes him. Reams and reams Of axes biting....

A poem about a journey into the underworld....

Divine is a cat with her eyes closed leaves in the sea , cos I said so! How can you leave and stay still tho? I said 'Go!' as the wind blows- to the canyon below that holds all that you know, that you Know you know, could'a told you this before, I suppose but I had to go. So here I am stepping uneven, try once , try twice, for feeling- colourful , childish secrets pinch me to see if I'm dreaming. Summoned, unbuttoned, half decent, the sum of all parts or pieces, of whatever's washed up the...