Tom Keily

Let us fly

Let us fly then you and I
Let us fly then you and I
Let us fly you and I across the distance of an old sky
across the cradle of a cold sky
and I'm a calling
and I'm a calling at the stars above to come out
I'm a breathing with my tongue out
taste the dew that put the sun out
and my wings are arms
and my arms are wings
are these wings here spread out
spread out
spread out
spread out the evening like a table
drag my shadow where I'm able
free the moon from out her stable
and we'll ride now
and we'll ride now
through the shrouds of the clouds
with the lightness of a nighthawk at our side now
we're leaving right now

so call my name and come with me
so call my name and come with me
with me
break your shackles with a freaky flight of fantasy
find your wings in a trippy poet's panoply
I pick you up with a line of loving energy
into your chest
drumming out my base tones
into your flesh
sends a tremour through your hip bones
with my caress
And I return to return
all your kisses by the handful
all your loving like a landfill
I bring a planet to a standstill
make a moon moan
to impress

And for these dreams on a wild wing
I feel blessed.

Dehuman

It was as if out of nowhere... Splash
A faceless tribe there lolling in your waters
We're a placeless tribe bare bobbing in your waters
From the bottom of the barrel of a new world order
No misery
No tragedy
Not a bone of humanity
Only black and white questions of integrity
Of the integrity of national borders
And for those come before us
Through your radio
Come
For the nameless
Become
Become unsubstantial
I'm a stylised statement
Like a mannequin in day-glow
I'm all colours of the rainbow
I'm a red, black and yellow but
not
white
But
not
white.
I'm like
An individual principle
No familiar personality
No love for a family
No children but pawns in political games
No children but pawns in political games
Turn your TV down lower, we're all looking the same
And there's no question of believing
Not a simple fight for freedom
Take a boy still teething and wrap him in chains
Because I brought my family through hell just for personal gain
Because I brought my family through hell just for personal gain

So turn your TV off.
And I promise that you'll
never see the blood from my wrists running through my hands
See our dead wood drift on your golden sands
And you'll never bear the pressure
Through our lips stitched together
I'll be sorry if you ever have to listen to the screams of my children
as they make demands

as they make demands.

Beveridge, Judith
Bleakley, Kathleen
Boyd, Allan
Brennan, Michael
Burns, Joanne
Cameron, Lainie
Cassidy, Bonnie
Chang, Jessica
Clarke, John
Cooke, Stuart
Crane, Michael
Dechian, Sonja
Doran, Ben
Doupe, Juliana
Drewitt, Andy
Dyson, Mia
Elson, Gerard
Ferney, Liam
Garrard, Phillipa
Gibian, Jane
Greagen, Clint
Hawkins, Brian
Hickey, Kelly-Lee
Hier, Michael
Higgs, Ashley
Jelfs, Bradley
Jenkins, Gareth
Johnson, Heather Taylor
Jones, Jill
Kefala, Antigone
Keily, Tom
Knox, Elena
Locke, Kate
Lowe, Justin
Mackie, Brendan
Mann, Paddy
Messiah, Eytan
Minter, Peter
Mitchell, Paul
Morganics
Narkiewicz, Katrine
Nicholson, Anna Kerdijk
Nixon, Jenni
Oliver, Stephen
Paine, Juliet
Prater, David
Purchess, Andew
Robbins, Rachel
Scott, Ryan
Smart, Steve
Sinclair, Tim
Sometimes, Alicia
Stavanger, David
Stuart, James
Tsaloumas, Dimitris
Walter, Lesley
Webster, Ben
West, John
Westbury, Deb
Wicks, Les
Winch, Ben