Sick Ties

You're a sorry sight
Clinging onto a bubble that burst
So many, many months ago

You always had to be different
An exception to the rule
Playing the broken hearted martyr

Well you'd better start now
talk things over
even though I know
You hate the sight of each other

She's put the belt around your life
and pulled you in tight
Your life is folding up
before your very eyes

Anyone would think you're an outcast
driven from pillar to post
but you did always say
you couldn't sleep with someone you loved

You're like two old mountains
that drip with sunset
but morality is the shadow
that you can never escape

Grimes of Life

My beautiful face has come undone by this disgrace
People try to flush me away, time and time again
but I will cling with all my might
It's nonsense, my beauty mixed with all the shit, piss and cum of life
all the dribbles of grime

My beautiful petals cascade with the worst kind
Oh well, isn't that the rich tapestry of life?
At night I still stand here, alone, impatient
When morning comes I have to show my determination

And they will never taint me, I'll always keep a sense of beautific depth
They can never change me
This is how I'll always be
Until I stumble upon my last breath

I will always defend you

I am loved by you and no one else
I am hated by you and no one else

This hour I will find you
And I will devour you

Words open up worlds I thought never existed
Things seen through a magnifiying glass, so twisted

The clock has died and through the passing of time you died too
Your shoulders have collapsed,
Your spirit reclined

Things seem slow
Beats come and then go
reading Henry David Thoreau
along to the rhythm of the wind

This chapter has finally come to an end
let's not pretend we we're ever best friends
I'll return the favour
but I will ALWAYS defend you

I want to disappear, do you too?

This life is not mine
I do not belong in this bracket of time
There is no escape
No emotional release

Mouths talk filth
All the slops of their minds
re-arranged and neatly packed
yet the same old lies

Where will my fancy take refuge?
There's so much to explore in life
silent meadows, beautiful pastures
a solitude so serene

I want to walk between strange delicate flowers
and see open plains
let my self roam, write poetry
and for once really live in the moment

At leisure, to explore your form
To climb the slopes of your mind
Lay you down in English countryside
And what feels like solstice can simply never be

My Metaphysical Death

I hid beneath the duvet
My eyes like two saucers
Just concentrating on remaining conscious
Half dead, not alive

I scattered my own ashes
In the hole beneath me
To the breaches beyond
That never reveal themselves fully

I succumbed to the only feeling I have ever known
the one of isolation and depravity
I will always keep your words with me
Faint chills eat within me
Turning me to stone

Meanwhile, the richest most filthiest man feasts
He does not care that some poor soul took their last breath
He does not care that his own Mother is on the roof of hell
Signalling his displeasure at her
Smiling by his bedside

To me,
I rumble around this dark room going nowhere
With no desires or feeling for life
My 'old self' does not exist
I'm completely lost
My eyes are open but I don't see
What's lurking for me?
Just around the corner...

Troubled Times

I know you're lonely
I know you're all by yourself
Do you think he'll look after you?
Do you think he'll give up his ego for you?

There's troubled times if you look farahead
There's blood all over the bed
Another day, another sin
His hearts not all that hard to win

He may go, you'll feel alone
He has gone, you are alone

He's trouble, I can't believe you can't see
local celebrity, a fucker on E
Just accept he will never change
You cry, feel lame, but least you'll be rid of that name

You're in troubled times
You're both fighting all the time
He's playing scrabble with your mind
What do you want me to say?
He's fucking with you!
What do you want me to say?
You are just a game he plays
What do you want me to say?

I will never ever lie to you
I will never ever lie to you

and..

I know that I was there
but now I don't care
I know that I was there
but I've got Baudelaire

I know that I was there
but I've got Emily Dickinson

I know that I was there
but I've got Billy Liar

I know that I was there
but I've got Velvet Underground

This Land

Night descends over this land like a blanket
In the morning truths are revealed as the stars disappear
Forever, and ever
and ever
and ever

I see lights afar
Glistening on the horizon
Striving to be noticed the best they can

Monuments and tenements so unlovingly,
presented by man
true beauty lies in the untarnished land

Numbed Limbs

My eyes glaze
My skin moists
In this piteous vision

I see you standing before the altar
Washing away all your sins

I'm yours and I love your bones
The waitress I adore

You ruined and crippled me
Now my heart is full

Amazing reactions
your full sweet face is inscribed in my skull
never leaves, never to depart

I'm numb, senses ransacked
and I'm immune to my own emotions
and could cry for my happiness

You know me well,
Your under my skin you fucker

Down the drain

Your hope in shreds
tattered and split
in the paper bin

your the silent alarm clock
the call that never came

your the wasp on my neck
clinging on for anything you can get

it's the niggling pain
that keeps me sane
if I feel it I'm alive
and die without it

Do you think I mean't all those sentimental things?
Do you think I mean all these sentimental things?

Recent films & books

Books
John Fowles - The Collector
Iain Banks - The Wasp Factory

Films
Lust, Caution - 75%
Brick Lane - 68%
Apocalypto - 64%
The Counterfeiters - 84%
Be Kind Rewind - 6%
Love In The Time of Cholera 11%
Local Hero - 22%
Forgetting Sarah Marshall - 19%
Angus, Thongs and Perfect Snogging 23%
Cass - 57%
The Women - 3%

The Counterfeiters deserves special praise, what a great, great film.

Where do ceremonies go?

Where do ceremonies go?
There is no way home
I ask you to come away with me

I have no life but this
Words fulfill my doubting heart

There is no death in life
and I picked a single star

Today is far from childhood
and you presented yourself unto my frugal eye

The feet of people walking home, who are they?
Direction is lost and where is 'home'?

I assumed those I loved were lost
but what if those I loved were found?

Do you think I miss you?

She glanced with rapid eyes and hurried all at once
and sometimes I swear, I can see your soul