Constantly Hurting Me Love

Constantly hurting me love
the name of this post truth
that is going to make us
great again, good again
true again
Loves, lives
not what matters when power
the winner in the domination game
is the same
from way back when
nooses kept matters tight
things,lives,
in check

Constantly hating me love
the familiar that I keep
at the far end of my bed
lest it steal inside my dreams to intoxicate, colonise,
or murder them

Constantly burning me love
is in church for exorcism
and leaves with the weight of forgiveness
in its shoes
pace slowed, smile galvanised
Constantly breathing you love
resorts to arms

Constantly Hurting Me Love

An Invisible Veil

Because the cunning of black and the innocence of white
is an invisible veil for your eyes
A filter of fragmentation
distillation, crystallisation
This, that, those, these, them, us
clear as pus

Because we know where to go for good advice
bad drugs
sporting prowess
mathematical genius
and rational thought

Because we know who holds the guns and the keys to the bank
and who will clean up after us
and who will build the road
and draw the map

Because the map has been drawn
because we have the key and all the legends
that we will ever need
to win the race
which is, after all, not for the swift
but for the blind

An Invisible Veil