like two snakes
entwined
under a cold, mossy rock
you cannot tell
where one ends
and the other begins
sunshine leaps
from leaf to leaf
and pulls me along
on a rollercoaster ride into the unconscious
it's just libido, the viennese madman says
jack frost
tugs at my sleeve
it's a host of
how do you dos
the winter wind
who
on his journey
to ruffle the topmost tentacles
of the coconut tree
stroked my cheek
in a
secret whisper
just between me and you
water
rippling in the porcelain washbasin
in the death-chamber
of my dreams
reminds me
of shadows
haunting a flickering lamp post of bygone years
they are always
lurking there
the pieces of my life
scattered
waiting forever
to be arranged into a coherent jigsaw
you must wait longer, they say
do you know
what i shall feel
when i meet
the wedded winds of winter and spring
i will feel
the soft hum
of your breath on my shoulder
and i will know now
as i knew then
december is here.
