down the dark hallway
dull light through it glimmers,
pure, an ebony smoke
plumes fume into forms and shapes,
a spinning mass of fear

I have walls that I’ve built up
brick by brick, heart by break,
the real me is so well guarded
I’m a difficult bad dream to take,
I’ve constructed myself a fortress

The sky and all its space
Couldn’t hide without a trace
The look that’s on your face
The look of pure distaste
This love affair owns a fracture

what nightmares tale shall grip my
the sound of wood twisting and cra
bones breaking and sinew snapping
this beast won’t die, lay awake th
blood red lips and a powder white

Cabbage white butterfly
What tales could you tell
Flitting here and everywhere
Dancing through the air
Flying around my garden

What does that say about me
I’d much prefer to see you fail
Than to watch you bask in victory
What does that say about me
When I refuse to assist

a bus I should of never taken
I might of not met you,
took you out for a drink
and felt something between us two,
should of ripped up your number

the psychometry of your braille po
forces me to deduce from a daydrea
gun shots and noise with the stenc
sirens wail and grenades explode a
my eyes are closed as I dwell on t

that smile you toss my way
it leaks a loving splendour,
like a fine rainfall of crystal
I’d stand here forever to be drown
piercing hazel eyes

No manual is given or pamphlet wri
To cushion the transition from boy
And as we feel our way blindly, in
We’re set adrift on a turbulent oc

and when the last laugh is over
who’s face will wear the grin,
as shoulders rest and eyes dry
and waiting sadness nears begin,
and when the last laugh is over

that floating lift, that marshmall
one pill and a day to a dosage on
its that certain kind of madness t
a toss of a bung away kink which c
you spoil yourself and all’s ok in

The muscle we once were is decayin
All that’s really left is sinew
We’re coming away from the bone
A parody, a skit of what we once w
Love, it would seem, has a sell by

you lived out your gangster fantas
through association rather than ab
you mingled with the bigger fish
and your small crew grew and thriv
making money hand over fist

Fists, feet, elbows and finger tip
Swords, pole and all weapons known
The warriors arsenal an affront to
Knees, insteps and heels eat the s
Calm violence an explosive dichoto

all these faceless hollow images
people I’ve never met but I know,
their lives are a watercolour
with gentle strokes its painted sl
secrets and lies and indiscretions

a high pitched whine stabs into my
as all other sounds fade, hidden i
the laughs and shouts and the clas
as I sweat staring at one spot, to
this parties in full swing the boo

the addict in me wakes as fury rai
like a freshly transformed werewol
in the pursuit of a end to an unwa
my heart races and saliva glands p
furtive eyes in the throws of frig

it seems I’ve been treading tbis w
I can see the back of my head In
Each day the same momentun and dru
All around want their tiny piece o
Maybe one day I’ll pass myself

You know nothing of the world beyo
Yet temerity is your passion as yo
You judge me by a philosophy gaine
I don’t demand respect or need it
You treat me as a fool, my feeling

At the heart of loss
Lives a gory malcontent
Petulant and peevish
Though, believes all is his to ven
Tardy and resilient

A devoted heart knows only light
As it bathes in swathes of uncerta
Love and sanctuary its peace
Without jealousy or absurdity
The jewel of love without conditio

you doubt your skills
your magic causes burns
electric verse parades a glee
self assurance has faltered thee
you doubt your talent

caught between
two raging storms,
the clean shave
of a cut throat strain,
a sweep of ocean

your heart floats
high in contemplation
a young mind tainted
by the hand of old worries
high above you burn

to you I’m less than derisory
it seems I’m viewed as empty space
a nocturnal drift to an overspill
as you scream without fear or grac
respect is just a word without wei

A rattling door handle from accros
Rouses me from nightmares grey
That poor woman is at it again
Her ocd, her magic number is 8
Oh here she goes again

you’re a dangerous beauty
like a god of unnatural order,
forcing me to rest without peace
you smirk a revolutions start,
you’re a dangerous beauty

its human nature, well mine anyway
not to leave anything in a glass o
down to the bottom of all I travel
under the tutelage of my own will
lucid and calm my greedy eyes cove

how easy it would be
to slip back into old familiar way
back to a time when control wasn’t
and self loathing made decisions e
once upon a misery

silence my gift to you bestowed an
standing up for yourself is seen a
I’ve made it through the acid of y
your arrogance by far the coldest
you may wonder how my temperament

I’m tempted by this scenic view
as this trail of metal ants flows,
how easy it would be to follow
to destinations unknown,
head to tail like mindless drones

soon wealth discovered that peace
a journey of intention down two ro
a genius first in the hands of a c
that controls the spin and the spi
can a man be content with the imag

It seems I spend my life trying n
The egg shells that I’m walking o
All the while, your hearts thunder
As my egos tossed from pillar to f
The whirlwind spins, the tornado b

can you forget when used to laugh
at all the pain and the scars,
if you walk a fine line or a knife
inevitably you’re going to fall,
can you forget when we drove your

he juts and peers out across the d
crucified and hanging; his straw b
his world is a field where he is c
like a god, like a judge and jury
doom comes as a red hue turns to b