Sunday 28 December 2008

Mission Impossible

Dropped behind enemy lines
In search of time
Again and again and again
Its cold out here
And have seem to forgot
The mission
Strife through darkness rip my skin
On barb wire and testicles
Of jealous men
Foot prints lead back
But thats no where
To go
A spy in my own land
Smiling at strangers
Like they were friends
Smiling at friends
Like they were strangers
Estranged from the notion of real
Not sure how to feel
Cant remember now
What they asked me to do
Survive? Or conquer?
Whom? Why?
But like any loyal soldier I do
Time and time again
Until what used to be me
Becomes my enemy

Ballad of Crowborough

Does your hart burn when I’m not there?
Will that fire not disappear?
Licking tongues at your hart
Flames want to tear it apart?
“Do you want to be acknowledged or accomplished?”
I said and looked straight
Into her eyes
And I knew what pain was
And I knew what pain was
I just didn’t feel it
“Do you believe in things you can not see?”
“Like a lover’s smile
After it’s gone?”
“Can a hart that lost too many battles
Before it begun
Turn to stone?”
What good is the truth after it’s gone?
A man that can control his hart will know
what pain is
what pain is
He just can not feel it

Friday 19 December 2008

Like you do me in

So messed up I want you here
The syringe of life aint goin nowhere
Tell the future it will disappear
Follow the hair of the dog
That led you here

Falling in between the cracks
Doesn’t seem that bad

Scratching the surface of the skin my friend
The pale legged killer was in again

You hit me low you hit me high
As my pain reaches for the sky
Only wish that I
Could do it for you

Like you do me in

Rubbing sticks for tricks
Strobbing kicks like flicks
Show me some of yours
Maybe I will show you mine

Rub my face with wine
Slap me silly in time
Hit me where it hurts
Bursting at the first
Needing it like thirst

Jesus don't want me for a sunbeam anyway
'Cause sunbeams are never made like me
inflict the pain, I am summer begging for rain

I've got a new complaint
Forever in debt to your priceless advice

Cut myself on Angels hair and baby’s breath
As snakes from hell rolls in my face
Or is it your heartfelt embrace?

The size of life is just too big
Before the throbbing will begin
A gasp for air is all it takes
Pain breaths like morning air

Oh I wish that you were here.

Thursday 18 December 2008

Poisoned Air

Dont talk dont listen
Flies fall to the creek
From the sycamore tree
we can not speak
of what we can not see

Dont talk dont listen
The roots are rotten
Fair maidens open up blank eyes
Sunken dreams forgotten
The corpses was once our spies

Dont talk dont listen
to the loser's blues
to the rich man's envy
of things he can not choose
then in time just maybe

He will bring good news

Dont talk dont listen
to the fallen sky
to the hordes of heaven
as they pass us by
They will come in seven

The horsemen who can not fly

Dont talk dont listen
It will be just fine
That well dressed moment
didn't just pass you by

Dont talk dont listen
Have we met?
Were you in my dreams once?
How could I forget?
Or was this a bunce?

Dont talk just listen
the wind in your hair
an eyelash dropping
as time dissapear
I will be here for you
in the melting air

Wednesday 10 December 2008

Yet

Burn marks time in an eyefull
Skin dry of self doubt
Breath stale with lost
Between the sheets lonliness sleeps
Tight
Dreaming of spooning
Fear draws skid marks trough resolve
Exhausted exercise to loose control
Night darks your patience calm
You are no harm to anyone yet
Blonde in a sea of darkness
Wet thoughts cling to light stream
I’ve seen the shoulder of Orion
Jupiter dance around Europa
In radient loss
My finger will chemically react
If only
To touch void
With void
Walk down
Through
The other side
Like tears
In rain

Tuesday 9 December 2008

Alive

Oh I should have known better

Than to steal

The faith

From her trembling

Upper lip

Just as she

Found

The words

To her silence


I, of all men

Should be

Ashamed

As her pupils exhausted

The last flames

Of self doubt


But I couldn’t help

But sing

Along

As she

Pressed

Her

Knuckles white

Against

The mike

Stand

Eros

Where shaven and wet

a sun beam lingers

a square through

the glass on your tanned skin

Raving and sweaty your voice cries out

a restless tone

aking in your chords

dancing in tenderness

Obeying the whisper

the voiceless shout

A breathless wind caresses

your chest

as your

pulse

heaves it.

The sheets and pillows in unmatched

struggle against

the soft skin

This is the time

to begin

Killed a Man Today

I killed a man today

I know I shouldn't have, but I did



I killed a man today with an instrument

As blunt as my intention



When I was in bed, I chopped of his head

Not a weapon really, more of a thought of one



I struck at the centerpiece of his torso and cut and cut and cut until

his stomach bled and the bowl howled



I ripped the flesh, trashed the veins, sliced the kidney and

chopped the liver into pieces, which I fried, until they died



I rammed my knife through cheekbones, kneebones, hipbones, shoulder,

anchle and neck bones



Through a cluster of fat and nerves and glue, to watch the show of

blood flood over my brain like November rain



I ripped my twelve inch steal through his lungs and tongues



I cut the cord to his …..belongings



I watched his corpse rot and fall, like nothing at all



I killed a man today

I knew I shouldn't have, but I did



I killed a man, not his body, but his soul, which was whole



Until I said:



Your girlfriend thinks I'm better of in bed

Live

Live!

The sadness in them, the madness of them. They fuck the pain away and drink the time away strapped into cubicles, the unpaid armies of the day

They strife to get away live to forget today and drug to take away tomorrow

Id rather

They hurt the ones they love and love the ones they hate, they vote for status quo and dream of things to do

The unloved armies of the sorrow

Id rather

They pray to get away they say "no not this way" in shades and rugs they celebrate the hollow

They lie to have something to say, they hurt to fence away, the horror, but tomorrow is today, the cover can not stay, some time they will have to pay

The untrue armies will feel sorrow

Id rather

Live! Live! Live! Live! Live! Live!

Longing

And as I walk down the corner of your eye
Let a lash fall down to your cheek
Slide down the lip, drop along your spine
Swing round your hip and lay a rest in
The forest lake
You awake and I run up your thigh
Try to reach high
Knee bent to make
The jump to
Your anchle
You put your foot down
And smile
It was worth my while

Id ask you for it.

If I wanted your help Id ask you for it.

Id pluck down the stars of time with my bare hands
Id use a broken shuffle and plant them in your bed

Id walk backwards through a sea of seagulls
Whitout slipping or run

Id listen without thinking or speaking without thirst

Id spread salt equally on an egg, without asking you first

If I wanted your help Id ask you for it.

Id shout from the hilltops til the echoing was soar

Id bow down with the sunbeam, Id jump up from the bottom of the sea

Id run across walls and grab hold of posts

An mail my unborn lust to thee

If I wanted your help Id ask you for it.

Id die then thousand times and more, by the feet of a random whore

Id pay in advance just to make sure

Id lick the frost of the cold of your tongue

Id bend my mind around it, til spring would come

Id lay down in September, rise again in May

If I wanted your help Id ask you for it.

Id shoot the working men and sell diamonds to the priests

Id kill then thousand of them

With out blinking, with such ease

If I wanted your help Id ask you for it.

Like can you phone up my brain, its far from stable

Its trembling with disgust I dont thik its able

Radient with overheating and red with the blue

I bought colored stool pills for pigeons

And sent them of the roof

Ive been holloring at school children

Telling them to seek the truth

If I wanted your help Id ask you for it.

Like now.

Black Fog

The winter' s cold but this moon's bright
She said I had the power and she might be right
This damsel in distress recites me my last will:
"When I shoot you baby its to kill"

Black Fog Rising as the earth stood still
Black Fog Rising over deep blue sea,
Black fog rising over me

If you gonna go down, go down in flames
Why kiss the devil, spit in his face!
Like a Gypsy to a corporal on that fine morn’
If all hell breaks loose, show it your scorn

Black Fog Rising as the earth stood still
Black Fog Rising over deep blue sea,
Black fog rising over me

Im gonna lose the battle before its even begun
What good is fighting when you already won?
The lost son is the loved one
But what good is love when he is gone?


Black Fog Rising as the earth stood still
Black Fog Rising over deep blue sea,
Black fog rising over me

Live for art but die for money
Im a fallen man in a fallen land honey
I look you in the eye, you scar your despair
if its skin deep baby, what is the fear?

Black Fog Rising as the earth stood still
Black Fog Rising over deep blue sea,
Black fog rising over me

For her Id tear many moons apart
She gave me trouble as I gave her my hart
I raise my cup cause you all know the spell
A woman's scorn is a bat outa hell

Black Fog Rising as the earth stood still
Black Fog Rising over deep blue sea,
Black fog rising over me

Whats on your mind, is that dirt?
And you still wonder, you still get hurt
You, who build a bridge from here to there
Can not connect the dots from ear to ear

Black Fog Rising as the earth stood still
Black Fog Rising over deep blue sea,
Black fog rising over me