My Lovely Jinn -

When I was a boy…

Way back in 1983…

…and the television was my holy spirit

It showered me with sitcom moralities…

That were plumed with technicolour commandments:

Get a girl

Get a house

Have a family

And if it all goes wrong?

Do it again

That… was the televised truth

The funny thing about truth…

It’s twisty.

It’s… malleable

It’s as real as a mirage inside of a dream

One day when the holy spirit wasn’t looking…

…a smoky silhouette approached me

…and I inhaled, desperate for the scent of him

It was a clandestine moment…

His eyes, like fire…

I wanted to burn

And the silence cracks

As the angels rage

And the wolves howl

As my lovely jinn sings

I wanted to burn…

I am the flame

You are the heat

Let’s burn together

Inside the beat