No CCTV
to watch over my heartbreaks
People are cruel
and times are scarce
No one hears when you scream
in your own nightmares
And roses no longer smell of roses
I lost touch
with my former self
For years
My inner me
left me for
another
And you are a memory
of my soul's
sanskrit
I cant ride on wild horses
I tame them
I cant talk to strangers
So I leave them
I cant see the future
So I run
Run
Run
Where dimensions
hide
in the shadows
of each other
and heartbreaks smell
of roses
Friday, 17 July 2009
Thursday, 16 July 2009
Last Genius of Paradise
I can hear the beating
of the drum
the last song sung
by the sirens
the crisp leaves
freshly broken
the wind
softly spoken
I can see the air clearing
The Hill side alive with wild fire
the beasts rattle
and hum
I can smell the sweat of ocean fume
rising like tide
I can feel the jungle loom
shadows left
with no place to hide
While time stands guard
and light stands tall
the rain
refuse to fall;
He steps outside and leaves
the calling of the trees
of the drum
the last song sung
by the sirens
the crisp leaves
freshly broken
the wind
softly spoken
I can see the air clearing
The Hill side alive with wild fire
the beasts rattle
and hum
I can smell the sweat of ocean fume
rising like tide
I can feel the jungle loom
shadows left
with no place to hide
While time stands guard
and light stands tall
the rain
refuse to fall;
He steps outside and leaves
the calling of the trees
Wednesday, 15 July 2009
It Helps
No one said you have to cut of your right arm
and feed it to the pigs
Who were already
starving
No one said you had to shout it from roof tops
or speak to the sea
No one said you had to ride backwards on a
hillside motor bike
on e
while making love to
that girl
you just met
No one said you had to leave your family
fuck prostitutes
and kill priests
but it helps
before
you sit down
and write
poetry
and feed it to the pigs
Who were already
starving
No one said you had to shout it from roof tops
or speak to the sea
No one said you had to ride backwards on a
hillside motor bike
on e
while making love to
that girl
you just met
No one said you had to leave your family
fuck prostitutes
and kill priests
but it helps
before
you sit down
and write
poetry
Blinding
Getting drunk on Irish wine
and lost dreams
I lost you but
I also lost me
The smoke clears
but the smell stays
and the stain
the stain is still here
The wood on the table
is old
But you cant plant a tree
on old wood
I smell of nightmares
and groundhog days
The memory
of life
Is sanskrit
and I cant even read
Passing Clouds
and smoke screens
shout in my ears
like time
The volume is blinding
I stagger of sideways
while faces melt
and the door seems to lead
somewhere
and lost dreams
I lost you but
I also lost me
The smoke clears
but the smell stays
and the stain
the stain is still here
The wood on the table
is old
But you cant plant a tree
on old wood
I smell of nightmares
and groundhog days
The memory
of life
Is sanskrit
and I cant even read
Passing Clouds
and smoke screens
shout in my ears
like time
The volume is blinding
I stagger of sideways
while faces melt
and the door seems to lead
somewhere
Luck Is An Acquired Taste
Luck Is An Acquired Taste
Like Salmon, like Scotch
As coffee and cigarettes
Like waking up in the morning
to another day
But with you lying next to
smelling
of coffee, cigarettes
and morning dew
tender arms
a smile that will
light up Canada
I cant see how anything
will be harder than this
Luck Is An Acquired Taste
And so are you darling
like dental floss
or hard work
you come true
Like Salmon, like Scotch
As coffee and cigarettes
Like waking up in the morning
to another day
But with you lying next to
smelling
of coffee, cigarettes
and morning dew
tender arms
a smile that will
light up Canada
I cant see how anything
will be harder than this
Luck Is An Acquired Taste
And so are you darling
like dental floss
or hard work
you come true
Only the Truly Troubled Can Walk On Fire
At the bottom of the sea
sits a man as lonely as can be
fingering his soul
like a watered tank
Draining his thoughts
like an open bank
Faith is breathing
staining his face
its lilicit moist
As if he no longer has a choice
but only the truly troubled
can walk on fire
White man's burden
is back again
there's no angels
for the angels men
There's no friend
for the foe within
lets see what condition
my condition is in
When two steps forward
is to step back
Why resist
a heart attack?
Beyond beauty and repair
beyond
hope beyond love
there's also fear
and I bath in it baby
like a strand of your hair
gently boiled and set alight
I raise the demons
with out a fight
playing music of fire
and the drums break our hearts
But I'm still dancing
And I raise them
baby
to dance with me
and when it stops
there's nothing left
but ashes and dust
and the heavy flow
of tomorrow
sits a man as lonely as can be
fingering his soul
like a watered tank
Draining his thoughts
like an open bank
Faith is breathing
staining his face
its lilicit moist
As if he no longer has a choice
but only the truly troubled
can walk on fire
White man's burden
is back again
there's no angels
for the angels men
There's no friend
for the foe within
lets see what condition
my condition is in
When two steps forward
is to step back
Why resist
a heart attack?
Beyond beauty and repair
beyond
hope beyond love
there's also fear
and I bath in it baby
like a strand of your hair
gently boiled and set alight
I raise the demons
with out a fight
playing music of fire
and the drums break our hearts
But I'm still dancing
And I raise them
baby
to dance with me
and when it stops
there's nothing left
but ashes and dust
and the heavy flow
of tomorrow
Breast
I can not love the deserving
I can not abide the fool
I can not share what's not never ending
I can only fall as low as heaven
And insert what I already know
It's quite possible that I'm the first one to say so
and its quite possible you're the last one to know
It's quite possible that I'm the first one to say so
and its quite possible you're the last one to know
Got the breath of the last cigarette
on my teeth
and the sound of your sigh
on my tongue
From walking
All along the the tower
And deep down in your soul
The hillside dressed in pearly white
Bounce, bounce, bounce in:
The beat of air heaving like a breathless drum
It's quite possible that I'm the first one to say so
and its quite possible you're the last one to know
There's a wildfire in pink
At the journey's end
Every turn force light
to fall
Painting skin with colours
And light in depth
Choosing you for others
This is why nature call
The curve is vibrant
the rise full stop
It's quite possible that I'm the first one to say so
and its quite possible you're the last one to know
It's quite possible that I'm the first one to say so
and its quite possible you're the last one to know
One, three or two
they are childlike impersonations of you
Senses dance as senses do
and vibrant is the tingling fool
who lays down to rest
at the bottom of your chest
I can not abide the fool
I can not share what's not never ending
I can only fall as low as heaven
And insert what I already know
It's quite possible that I'm the first one to say so
and its quite possible you're the last one to know
It's quite possible that I'm the first one to say so
and its quite possible you're the last one to know
Got the breath of the last cigarette
on my teeth
and the sound of your sigh
on my tongue
From walking
All along the the tower
And deep down in your soul
The hillside dressed in pearly white
Bounce, bounce, bounce in:
The beat of air heaving like a breathless drum
It's quite possible that I'm the first one to say so
and its quite possible you're the last one to know
There's a wildfire in pink
At the journey's end
Every turn force light
to fall
Painting skin with colours
And light in depth
Choosing you for others
This is why nature call
The curve is vibrant
the rise full stop
It's quite possible that I'm the first one to say so
and its quite possible you're the last one to know
It's quite possible that I'm the first one to say so
and its quite possible you're the last one to know
One, three or two
they are childlike impersonations of you
Senses dance as senses do
and vibrant is the tingling fool
who lays down to rest
at the bottom of your chest
While We Were Sleeping
While we were sleeping
they were beating us
hammerings of time
slashes of jealousy
across
our legs
While we were sleeping
they were cheating us
bad mouths with foul breaths
breathing down our necks
conspiring to open up our souls
with out us
While we were sleeping
they would lie to us
whisper in our ears
silver tongues
of platitudes
hoping we would
never wake up
to the song
While we were sleeping
they would take from us
the memory
of how things could be
hoping we would
never wake up
to the dream
But I whisper gently
by the bedside
of
the sleeping beauty
that is my soul:
"THERE IS ONLY WORK"
they were beating us
hammerings of time
slashes of jealousy
across
our legs
While we were sleeping
they were cheating us
bad mouths with foul breaths
breathing down our necks
conspiring to open up our souls
with out us
While we were sleeping
they would lie to us
whisper in our ears
silver tongues
of platitudes
hoping we would
never wake up
to the song
While we were sleeping
they would take from us
the memory
of how things could be
hoping we would
never wake up
to the dream
But I whisper gently
by the bedside
of
the sleeping beauty
that is my soul:
"THERE IS ONLY WORK"
When We Fall We Fall Like Stars
All I can offer is blood sweat and tears
Each step forward
risks broken fears
each item dropped
wounds
each spoken word
each time spent
looms
And I care for you my Angel
like the wind cares
for the mountain top
and slowly
winds
it down
And I care for you my darling
like water kiss the stone
And if you care for me my darling
kindly ask me to stop
and bath with me in honesty
like fine wine
stronger in time
like honey
Pluck down the stars
lay them cross a dark robe at your feet
gently thread
the darkness of uncertainty
And when we fall we fall like stars
Dress me in your sorrow
and steel me in
your hopes
Lay my tongue between you
and put your legs across
Let me lick that cold
of your shoulder
Let me look you in the eyes
before my eyes get older
Let me be your man
I can
Each step forward
risks broken fears
each item dropped
wounds
each spoken word
each time spent
looms
And I care for you my Angel
like the wind cares
for the mountain top
and slowly
winds
it down
And I care for you my darling
like water kiss the stone
And if you care for me my darling
kindly ask me to stop
and bath with me in honesty
like fine wine
stronger in time
like honey
Pluck down the stars
lay them cross a dark robe at your feet
gently thread
the darkness of uncertainty
And when we fall we fall like stars
Dress me in your sorrow
and steel me in
your hopes
Lay my tongue between you
and put your legs across
Let me lick that cold
of your shoulder
Let me look you in the eyes
before my eyes get older
Let me be your man
I can
Extascy
Rapture: The road dark, long,
straight and slippery ahead
We've left the windows open
The wind ravaging her hair
is the only sound
the air can muster
she lets go of the steering wheel
her foot steady
on the pedal
He stares out into the wet void
shivering from his empty past
At the train station a man steps away
from shelter
to feel the rain on the tip
of his tongue
The station lies empty like the head of a thinker
Not a sound to disclose the arrival
Three thousand miles down the line
of an old coal driven machine
Late has nothing to do with it
If it arrives at all
he'd be surprised
He's been waiting so long
for a miracle to come
Her back slumbering in silence,
He scratches his neck takes a deep breath
and turns his head towards her
She sleeps her violence is deep and a head of them
white lines of darkness.
Finally the train arrives
A light flicks at the horizon
and he flips open his fags, lights one up
Inhales, smiles
He sighs as road bumps pass them by,
"You’re right you are, you always were,
even lying there just breathing"
"I look at you and remember absolutely nothing"
he says to himself as the thought approaches it's destination
The train doors open, he steps on board, not sure he even
has the correct ticket to pass
It fights for survival, barely making it out the platform
Then suddenly regains its long lost speed and it's all
downhill from here
so we should be fine
As the ol steamer is about to cross
the main road to the village
Two headlights in the night
approach at great speed
"Your inner smile killed the beast within me"
he says to the sleeping beauty next to him
"I kiss the road for bringing this to me".
The Crash
straight and slippery ahead
We've left the windows open
The wind ravaging her hair
is the only sound
the air can muster
she lets go of the steering wheel
her foot steady
on the pedal
He stares out into the wet void
shivering from his empty past
At the train station a man steps away
from shelter
to feel the rain on the tip
of his tongue
The station lies empty like the head of a thinker
Not a sound to disclose the arrival
Three thousand miles down the line
of an old coal driven machine
Late has nothing to do with it
If it arrives at all
he'd be surprised
He's been waiting so long
for a miracle to come
Her back slumbering in silence,
He scratches his neck takes a deep breath
and turns his head towards her
She sleeps her violence is deep and a head of them
white lines of darkness.
Finally the train arrives
A light flicks at the horizon
and he flips open his fags, lights one up
Inhales, smiles
He sighs as road bumps pass them by,
"You’re right you are, you always were,
even lying there just breathing"
"I look at you and remember absolutely nothing"
he says to himself as the thought approaches it's destination
The train doors open, he steps on board, not sure he even
has the correct ticket to pass
It fights for survival, barely making it out the platform
Then suddenly regains its long lost speed and it's all
downhill from here
so we should be fine
As the ol steamer is about to cross
the main road to the village
Two headlights in the night
approach at great speed
"Your inner smile killed the beast within me"
he says to the sleeping beauty next to him
"I kiss the road for bringing this to me".
The Crash
Thank You For Playing
You bring out the narcoleptic in me
like a cardiac arrest
When that mouth flings open
you break open hives on my chest
My eyes cant see
what my ears cant hear
How should I expect this
When I had no idea what to fear?
You bring out the narcoleptic in me
What you are speaks volumes
I cant possibly make out what you say
Why dont you leave
when I say you can stay?
You bring out the narcoleptic in me
everything that you do
lets forget what you say
Lets wake up tomorrow
I wish I would but you
make my resolve sway
You bring out the narcoleptic in me
with your heartfelt beliefs
your certain certainty
about uncertainties
Your loud assertion
of your right to be right
Your open willingness to put up the wrong fight
You bring out the narcoleptic in me
in plain daylight
you are out of sight
My willpower strains me
you turn day into night
Grant me one last favour
Get out of my life!
like a cardiac arrest
When that mouth flings open
you break open hives on my chest
My eyes cant see
what my ears cant hear
How should I expect this
When I had no idea what to fear?
You bring out the narcoleptic in me
What you are speaks volumes
I cant possibly make out what you say
Why dont you leave
when I say you can stay?
You bring out the narcoleptic in me
everything that you do
lets forget what you say
Lets wake up tomorrow
I wish I would but you
make my resolve sway
You bring out the narcoleptic in me
with your heartfelt beliefs
your certain certainty
about uncertainties
Your loud assertion
of your right to be right
Your open willingness to put up the wrong fight
You bring out the narcoleptic in me
in plain daylight
you are out of sight
My willpower strains me
you turn day into night
Grant me one last favour
Get out of my life!
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