ollyburn.com / / Kottu Senryu

Hold tight my darling
you’ll be safe down here with me.
Let’s let the swarm swarm.

A bovine roadblock
halts our journey to Jaffna.
We're in no rush.

In pale tones,
moonlight fights
the cricket chorus.

"Where from?"
the primary concern.
London echoes.

Always proud to be
wherever we are people.
Drifting as the mist.

Mozart's Nokia
ringtone turned to eleven.
Breadman cometh.

Fickle fireballs.
Paper planes in flames
fade before our eyes.

Turned down again,
you drive a hard bargain.
I guess we'll walk back.

A tear falls
forming rivers through scars.
Lakes appear.

We argue often.
Yet as it cascades, I stall,
clinging to the edge.

I close my eyes
and listen for you.
But hear nothing.

The elder makes space,
offers out his hand.
Leaves behind him grow.

Alarms and dog fights,
morning crashes in.
The choir sings no.

Coconut crumbles,
I insist on local hot.
Everyday the same.

The gave sunshine,
we rest in paradise.
The day mother died.

Forty? Forty? How
can you tell me you're forty,
but not yet married?

"I swear I saw eyes,
out there in the darkness"
I tell you, don't worry.

Get the picture now.
Tick-tock, time is running out.
Quick, out the window!

A Natural mystic
swirls around the car
and through her hair.

Let's stay down here,
where the light dances just for us

and time stands still.