Frangipani with Subtitles

hang on to it, the stem, you are heavy in your fullness. fat-full with sticky-sweet, and you bloom up and out, unfolding. origami damask. locate the beauty, the source of it's breath, and pluck it out. I will wear you around my neck, with your dead sisters.

"Long black dress/Hawaiian shirt/ Kicking pair of trainers/ Electro-shock faders/ Guiding your voice through your veins/ Sick of all this working/ longing for a sinking/ Ship that rules at the bottom of the sea/ A bottle as a prison not really my idea/ Of a perfect environment it makes you see/ Everything's a blur/ Do you know what I mean?"

"Yes but here I am alone./ A wave/ builds up,/ perhaps it says it's name, I don't understand,/ it mutters, humps in it's load/ of movement and foam/ and withdraws./ Who/ can I ask what it said to me?/ Who among the waves./ can I name?"

"One breath away from mother Oceania/ your nimble feet make prints in my sands/ you have done good for yourselves/ since you left my embrace/ and crawled ashore/ every boy, is a snake is a lily/ every pearl is a lynx, is a girl"