I only wanted to see my new avatar
Get to the core
You can't ignore
Too long
This song
Proving your love is wrong.
Junkie whore
You've become a bore
Lighten up
Ditch the heavy load
Take the tour
Before your head explodes.
Unsure
Of all you've seen before
Lights out
Trip the wire
Less is more or less
Unless I confess to causing this mess
Extreme
You and me I mean
Unclean, unseen,
Obscene
Creating havoc with my mind
Unkind, your kind,
Follow the blind,
Straight ahead, down the side,
Collide then bide my time
Drinking, wine, moon shine,
Eyes left
See the theft
Such a steal, unreal,
What were you thinking?
Conceal your feel
Stifle the peel of laughter, and what comes after,
Going down to the rafter
The ever after is happy
To change the tune
Put the moon to bed, just
Some things are best left unsaid,
Some words are best left unread
Empty head unfed led
Astray, we hope and we pray
For your return from the sunset,
Well met.
Torn nets let us swim away, far away,
Yesterday comes
Thumbs uplift,
Miffed at the one that got away,
Sting Ray, he deserves
Cold serve, curvaceous, spacious,
Cheddar Gorgeous
Remind me how it used to be
Three free to unwind the wind,
For I have sinned,
Bless me Father
Or would you rather have captained
The lifeboat, still afloat
Let me have another go,
With the slow-flow, dead cold, soul sold,
Let it all unfold.
Strictly off the record,
My mind's eye wonders,
Wanders, random as the snail,
She never fails to seduce
Reduce to tears,
Leering boys wide-eyed and bushy-tailed,
Impaled on the turntable
Aware of his label.
She won't play ball,
Rarely does she do anything for you,
Unless a caress turns the air blue
And you rue the missed chance
Solitary dance
Enhance the last waltz,
Run a mile, whence you came
Anywhere will do.
Off the record repeated
Far from radar
Sonic silence
Except a drip, drip, dropping
Finally stopping the hip-hopping
Lisp on the tip of my tongue,
Well hung out to wet the Special K
Diet, Wyatt Earp
Usurps from the cup of gloom,
Ruined too soon
Return on the spoon,
Belt up your bicep
And try stepping onto the moon.
Guess the mess I'm in,
Take a look at my pin
Holed eyes,
Listen to my din and
Surmise the lies untold
Behold the unfolded arms
Please help me calm
No more alarm on the beautiful expression,
Impression no less than the lesson
Learnt
Burnt matches
Catches fire still
Be still
Take a pill until
Dawn mourns the strict,
Pricked skin
Deep within
Where have you been.
Where am I going, knowing all
Or nothing but sin.
Her lips glisten
I begin to kiss them
With my eyes closed,
Moisten her rose
I rise to greet the anticipated treat
And our eyes meet
A look shared, discreet,
A fleeting glimpse
Ages since my passion last stirred
Song for the bird
Takes off from the wire,
Wings beat with desire as my heart sores.
Gun for hire
Shoot from the hip-hop trip,
Smoking barrel
Cool cred apparel,
No news is no fuse
Me to excuse
You to confuse the genuine
Seriously rich, too bad
I'm no good
Understood the confusion
Must be an illusion
Don't suffer fools gladly,
Pick up where left off the hook
You've got the look of the obscene
Machine's ghost,
Make the most of who's been
Seen around town.
Hold down that frown
My fear is near
It will all become clear one day,
When I'm far away
They'll say, he was a good man
How come he was nothing in his short time here.
I pray for silence,
Peace, inner sanctum,
Free from every
Being, all-seeing, all dancing,
No second-chancing,
Leave me alone
I want to be alone
Completely at one with time begun,
Unfold, untold, nothing to hold
On to, not that we want to,
Our desire has sunk in the mire,
Of bottomless dire, mundane, grey,
Same melancholic game,
Shame,
Rain,
Sleet,
Shit,
Unseat,
Reign,
Wit's end
God send,
When men learn to fend off the wrath
Of the collar and the cloth,
Froth at the mouth of rivers run South,
Now it must be the light of the heat
Of the night sky is black and my
Beating, fleeting, course flow go slow
Mojo rising, falling, calling,
You to join me
Free at last.
Cast off one more time,
Out of line,
Ignore the sign,
Turn to choose the right way,
Some might stay,
Others will go the wrong way
But only in their in-turned minds
Their kind will never find the gift of the blind.
The fortune favours braves,
Whilst waivers wave
And savers cave
In to begin the long, arduous
Task they've been given, allotted,
Dotted along the way there may
Be some relief from the thief
Amongst his own,
Disown the clown
From the unhidden contempt
That he tempts my violence
I choose instead silence
Is golden, though he will beholden to me,
Wait and see.