In the desert sand lifts
And swirls
A violent storm
Forming my name
...
What do I know?
I am but a mixed race child
They say I must be confused
Mustn't know who
...
The letters on the doormat glowed
blue in the darkness
and were cold under soft soled bare feet
I became a dragon in the hallway
...
You broke my heart
the moment I saw tyres
flying over your sharp
soft sand dunes.
...
Flown away
and made this no ordinary day
a family in pieces
with no way to make sense of this.
...
If you are going to leave me
Leave.
Completely.
Don't stay one kiss
...
Today I knocked on water
to see if she would let me in
hoping she would send the weeds up to shake my hand
and wrap my wrists
...
Star studded dark blue sky
A place to get lost
Or a place to stand out.
Winter's wind dancing by
...
Wind swirls
Footsteps disappear
Walk across the desert
Full to the brim
...
A hot coal burning red
sits neatly on your fleshy tongue
Kiss me
with all of your anger
...
With the sand beneath my feet
I stand
Set free
Blue skies painted red
...
If I caught you
At just the right moment
You'd be ready and waiting for me
If I could catch you
...
Footsteps fall
along the path laid out
Eyes glaze over and spirit dulled.
Walk.
...
Halo sits on your head
angel hair atop
you glow
words spill out jumbled and rushing
...
Swimming, drowning, gasping, grasping
wanting, falling into
black pools of anger, rage and hurt
push me further
...
Calling Me To The Desert
In the desert sand lifts
And swirls
A violent storm
Forming my name
To be whispered across the continents
Golden sand
No! it's golden money
Calling me to the desert
Nothing thrives
Nothing grows
Perhaps my relationships will die
Once I'm living in the desert
The blue sky holds
All of the promises like clouds
they'll cushion me
The sun burns down
The women hide behind swathes of black
Forbidden, forgotten
Yet as a woman I am being
Called towards the desert
Nothing thrives
Nothing grows
Perhaps my beating heart will die
Once I'm living in the desert
Bedouins keep moving
Enough to quench their thirst
Camels, oases
Princes and Arabian nights
Princesses locked in the palace
Duty bound and restricted
Like a nurse being
Called towards the desert
Nothing thrives
Nothing grows
Perhaps my very self will die
Once I'm living in the desert