Flaming arrows
killed the lil’ crab,
the explosion was so big
it looked like a starfish
Smokey eyes
blue rays killed the red ones,
lil’ kid on the see saw
sat and broke his crown; retard!
Retard; spoken, ousted
said to be the autumn child
fields of sunflowers and mustard
prisoned and volatile; wild child!
She watches on
an innocent vouyeuristic mode,
the smile of satisfaction on her lips
tears, a scar…a hidden sense
Eggs and horizons play rocky raccoon
grips of linen; nothing
she screams; come by tide, come in me
em’ surfers don’t know your strength
Memories of life, the past
The hurt inside the heavy cast
Trying to suppress them
In life I’ve passed
I don’t know why
I even pretend to try
I don’t belong here
I belong in the sky
The pain would be gone
The tear ducts run dry
I’d served my purpose
No more would I have to lie
Faltering dreams
crumble to my feet
body counts
mirror my remains
Invoke my trust
i’ll never blame you
helpless fuck
is all that remains…
Dementia setting in…
just leave me by myself!!!
Glistening crystals
under a lava sky,
leather imprints
the cost of a lie.
Before; finger picked guitar
my favorite tune’ escaped snigger,
of want and need
complimented with a tear.
After; spent and at peace
vibrations of a flood
alas; the fat lady sings
purple scars turns blue blood.
Worried; with no paper
angst; with no gun
lost; on a lonely highway
Who said money can’t buy
a pocketful of emotions?
who in the cranny said so;
an idiot with a penthouse.
Ole cobbler on cobblestones
ole cobbler gonna get em’
atleast that’s the plan…
White, black and brown
throw in a lil’ tan and suede
cielings inconsequent
hair; rusted and braided
Ole cobbler on cobblestones
ole cobbler gonna get em’
atleast that’s the plan…
Love at minus zero
and hate at no limits
give him a penny
his lil song gonna have you gripped
Ole cobbler on cobblestones
ole cobbler gonna get em’
atleast that’s the plan…
These days and nights,
they’re crawling through my fingers
long lost memoirs flow out
the present and future get distilled..
Yesterday I was searching for yesterday
today i search for tommorow
chemical traces stains the sofa
yet it gets tucked under a cushion…
…neatly!
Oh oh oh got a set of wheels
goin thu the mills
oh oh got a set of mills
Under a riverful of moon
heart willing to be dead
hickory stick come by
dickory doc see you lie
Rains of acid see me smile
finally free sounds like a cry
droplets of joy, not
spirits restless on drought
Memories leaves a soul
body left to rot on the bed
wet with the thick syrup
cielings a new found friend
Power to the break of thought
eradicated souls of landmines
wish for death; yet wish for peace
price to large; a life gone abegging!
Pulse sets a heart beat
energies wasted – hatred
pit stop for a breathe
overview; a man by the fire
Keys to life; a will to survive
a pair of gloves and a tattered jacket
Second chances don’t exist
the night brings new questions
dancing for the next meal
was the man; by the fire
Keys to life; a will to survive
a pair of gloves and a tattered jacket
Debate over eradication; routine
needles of purification; an exit door
exit doors killed by a needle
need for dawn; said the man by the fire
Keys to life; a will to survive
a pair of gloves and a tattered jacket
Now, a walk down the past
lies a memoir carved into a spine
a scar; slowly healing
garbage-can found cold and dead
Nonsensical wastes replaces of warmth
warmth of an innocence stolen
a voice of warmth and a match says;
there used to be a man by the fire
Keys to life; a will that survived
a pair of gloves and a tattered jacket
…and a pervert dead!
Watch out cat
hold your bone dog
scoodle off rats
this is my land…
Home for the giant squirrel
head west and you’ll find me
munching on a tree
or the odd evil cat.
Squeak-a-here
and squeak-a-there
Rat-scoodler’s here to stay
in its own…