Birds weigh less than air
and force themselves to ground.
A fluttering shake of wings
takes them to the skies again
a cloud a cataract a single point.
I feel my heart follow
soaring through the blueness
I feel my heart follow the birds.
Heart
Supine in fresh fields
supine in fresh fields
hearts beating hummingbird fast
soft stone-flavoured rain
There was haar
there was haar in my heart
then from a newly cloudless sky
the sun shone strong again
New word: thundersnow
new word: thundersnow
what on earth can that be like?
my heart in your hands
You play with my heart
You play with my heart like a second-hand toy
You know it’s been in the dirt and scuffed skinless
With a flick of your fingers the heartache begins
You wear my love at your throat like a necklace
CHORUS
ANOTHER VERSE
CHORUS
ANOTHER VERSE
CHORUS
CHORUS TO FADE
Snow on rain on ice
snow on rain on ice
glass all touches over slide
when will your heart thaw?
Heart
Heart of straw, danger of overexcitement and collapse due to too heavy breathing;
heart of sticks, beware of pick-up artists;
heart of stone, resisting all blandishments.
My heart is meat, hot, red. Warm your hands and your own.
Three a.m.
In the darkness there is a light
In the darkness a hand to hold
My heart beats, beats
My heart beats with yours
In the darkness a hand to hold
In the darkness a light
Your distant heard voice
your distant heard voice
drifts of smoke in the distance
hearts will be broken
Independence
You hid the hope in cloudy crystal,
like a mosquito in the amber.
You shaped the jewels and clipped them on their chains.
One you put around your neck and one, hard-handed, round mine.
Your hope is independence, I thought you said.
It broke my heart to leave you but now I’m strong.
