Wednesday, 15 April 2009

Riot Dreams

Im a refugee in a nation falling apart
Where nations go to war in their sleep
An urban warhead with misguided guiding system
A syntax thorn apart at the seems
Linguistic gold buried
in the sand of the hourglass
They're ripping tree tops
from kids
and selling them on e-bay
God has left the building
and he's reading porn
The changing of the guards
takes place
at night
so no one
will see
who they're guarding
And I sing halleluhja
on top of the Roman wall
and ban the sun from shining
"Move or be moved!" the guard dog shouts
as not to alarm the neighbours
But it's OK, always liked a man in uniform
There's a serene slience in the power of numbers
I love the night:
it's full of broken promises
and wishful thinking
And tonight, tonight
it can be done!

Lover's Greater Lost

Im on a mission to die
50 ways to live you lover
I cut my throat
on the sky
I c u with nothing on but
truth
I cry
your lies away
anyway
Im that forrest
Ill carry u 2 rest
like a forsaken lover
ill be your eye in the storm
ill bridge 2moro
2night
ill be the night against
the light
if u only c my fear as valiant
your mine
and time dies at our feat
victory tastes sweet when
you know

G20

They're erecting impersonations of humans down the docks
What's the point?
Why raise the bar on vanity?
We are 90% animal, 1 % human and the rest is a bit diffuse

God is on holiday and he's reading porn
The kids are throwing daffodils at the stars

and Im here cause I need to cut of my tongue
before its sings the words:” Halleluhja"!

Wednesday, 1 April 2009

Crash

The naked foot fallen on the pedal. No sweat all cool, the back slumbering in silence, the hair the wind, the serene chill. I scratch my neck take a deep breath and turn my head towards you. You sleep the violence is deep and a head of us white lines of darkness.

I shift the stick, try every trick, I sigh as road bumps pass us by, you’re right you are, you always were, even lying there just breathing

We’re waiting for a miracle to come

The road is long, the road is straight, the time is now, it is to late
I look at you and remember absolutely nothing

Two lights ahead I should shift instead I hesitate, brake or steer I look at you. What is fear? Your inner smile killed the beast within me

I kiss the road for bringing this to me.

The Crash