(2013)
Sometimes we go along with things because we don't understand we have options
before dead eyes i saw you in my room – dark and dim – cold, you were a fuzzy frail outline around an old photo frame, you stood perplexed– frozen
I’m always there for you whatever you need I find and give, I never ask for anything in return and without a smile that’s all you… this field I plough from day to da…
it erodes me my steep that you make waves in it houses me and you we’re clinging to an artists dirty… this acid bath strips me
I never had that pause that you he… so much asylum searched, sought af… mentally rescued from the north wh… I beat myself up, I tried to pain… I’ve overstepped the mark so frequ…
I didn’t want to feel that stabbin… that knee falling drag that suffocating wilt of isolation that wan face obscuring the door h… words of few need not a rehearsal
through the window I see you sway, you don’t know I’m watching waiting, longing, silent music
distasteful water flourishes in above the clouds race atop this mu… runes tossed didn’t seem to spell… as the verve of ignorance ploughs… one more pace towards a blast of s…
I just want to occupy your thought… to have me reel to reel in your he… when you wake to have me behind yo… as you drift to sleep count me and… I just want to drip and ooze
You hover over the bones of a dead… You’ve eaten all the flesh and the… You pick them up and use them for… And ponder the culinary gift Your the queen of quarrels bar non…
I’m nothing but your smile the waters reflection of your stra… the rasp of derision the quiet creaking mast of echoes, I’m nothing but the milked blood
Under the blanket of a starless ni… my inane smile just a make-up pain… as I wander down a lane that’s nam… and choke back tears on years gone… I dream a dream of circumstance
like a ghost I roam this town this lithographic world that rest’… an etched name upon a vague signpo… dun fate that sings to a firing sq… it makes no precise difference
a salacious yearn forms a tryst fr… a pool that flows the floor about… as you hang and drip dry your wagg… drooling a mouthful of relaxed poi… to then recede your gaze to a tabl…
Whose needs do I serve When I’m kneeling in the dirt And my brow is wet with misery Bled from the grind of dawn to dus… Whose needs do I serve
The sacrificial lamb of daily drud… Can cheat death at will, though ne… With corduroy eyelids that keep ou… And ears full of lies and deceit With no one to hear him or notice…