chase another sunset

grab the guitar and throw a towel in the backseat babe
let’s chase another sunset
round the corner,
the side of the island
where the day
stretches, still golden
to where rocks gleam green and purple,
flamingoes pad on black sand

you play another song
while i take the wheel
into nights
steeped in sulphur,
pools curtained in mist and moonbeams
and you never want to leave again
the tealights in broken concrete and stars
skim the skin of your belly,
wet hair swirling clockwise
as you sink in again,
baptized

have a little faith, monk

the magdalens sway in this timeless cradle
of chattering rocks faces
the dry pages
of timeless wisdom
parched your throat

but the miracle walks moist around here

the mountain comes alive
on christmas morning,
serenade a lame lamb
and rip some stitches open
into a greater lifeform

just add earth

apply the recipe
slow enough to see
your word summon into being
every detail carved in your dreaming and
this
is just
the beginning