Room 313

ROOM 313
You want to play a role?
Put on this blindfold
You might get cold without your clothes
In room 313
This was your request
Let’s put it to a test
A dream come true in black and blue
Is no longer repressed
I won’t hurt you
Unless you want me to
We can add to our repertoire
If you want me to go that far
 I’ll look for the rope
While you have one last smoke
You’re my queen of the obscene
Amorally baroque
 As I bind your wrists
I’ll lean in for one last kiss
Enjoy your sin and discipline
It’s futile to resist
 I won’t hurt you
Unless you want me to
We can add to our repertoire
If you want me to go that far

Valori Plastici

VALORI PLASTICI
Your shadow on the piazza in a dream
The slanted light of late summer so it seems
The ball the spoon the spool the string everything
is a sign connected in a line endlessly
The sealing wax with initials mine and yours
An envelope in a fire now obscure
The hunt the arrow poised to pierce this lover’s curse
One final waltz the victim’s shadow falls windows burst
The bell the book the time you took
the story line a life of crime
the stagehand said you look divine
I found the space a window seat
I saw your face I could not speak
I recognized the widow’s peak
The chilly air of December keeps your love
a box tied up in black ribbon a hand in glove
You dreamt a double dream of spring bright and sunlit
The evil genius of a king ruined it

Stars In Your Galaxy

STARS IN YOUR GALAXY
This is the page I tore out
from your diary
you called me m
in the list of your lovers gallery
Do others know
we are framed in your memory
How can i even breathe
we’re all stars in your galaxy
The mannequin can’t find her skin in a mirror
it’s much clearer in a fog
The empty hangers now in the closet
recite dulcet dialogues
You live on air
from a rare planetarium
and waves of grace
 in the care of a sanitarium
What hellish noise
could distract you from your equipoise
You don’t need boys
when the girls offer better toys
The perfect love affair from a distance
needs persistence every night
Be steady confident understanding
Not demanding or she’ll take flight

The Secret Diary

Review of "You Walk On Air" in issue 28 of Aquamarine

Online magazine, Aquamarine, wrote a lovely review of "You Walk On Air," the EP I released on Jigsaw in 2014.  The reviewer describes it as "retro pop with witty and poetic observational lyrics and eccentric musical touches," and "off-centre moments with a dreamlike, floaty atmosphere and touches of vintage soul."  I quite like this review!  You can read the whole thing here.

"Je t'aime"

> JE T’AIME
Je t'aime
Le dimanche sous la pluie
Je t'aime
Les yeux de brouillard gris
Je t'aime
Je sais que tu menti
Je t'aime
La sourire qui m'aneanti
Tu danse
 comme les etoiles crepesculaires
Et trembles
tes cheveux tentaculaires
Je te suis
a la fin de la folie
Je te suis
a le jardin noir du paradis

TRANSLATION:
 I love you
Sunday in the rain
I love you
Eyes of grey fog
I love you
I know you lie
I love you
The smile that annihilates me
You dance
like twilight stars
and tremble
your tentacle hair
I follow you
to the end of madness
I follow you
to the black garden of paradise

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