Sunday, December 29, 2013

Kiss the Harlequin'd Gypsy

The muse watches as I sin

Tattoos are the tears that flow
Streaking the ink mascara’d and outlined from her reddened eyes
Scarred on her cheek is the life that she lived
Cherished and embraced as the world falls down
Its just another face I wear as the harlequin’d gypsy

See into several depths of misery as she rapes my eyes
And I
Bite into her tongue feeling the warmth of blood
Grimacing the smile of death as teeth gnash n taste acid
Flesh is my flesh and blood is my blood
Fingers claw at the air feeling for nothing as life

Pain n Pleasure blend into one ecstasy
Nipples harden as the expectation raises again
Drink the ink from fresh wounds
And weep
Scarring again cheeks bled black from the sun
And I
Turn another face in the wind

© 2013 Adrian AIDZ Giannini



Monday, December 23, 2013

The tip of a rusty blade

Sweet muse drink the black ink with me

Down to my last smoke


But I light it anyway and stare blankly to nowhere

Drawing in the acrid smoke deep


No more credit on me phone 


Matters none

Got none to call anyways

No-one calls me


Fuck the dirt under my nails

Reminds me of where I am


Earth stains like hell

So hard to remove as I pick with long taloned nails from my other hand


Draw deep 


Vagueness as the smoke drifts to nowhere


Wasn't supposed to be like this was it?


It sits in front of me



Yet so lethal if I choose


If I choose


Simple yet so powerful

And I draw deep this time

Allowing the smoke to escape from my nostrils

Like some apocalyptic dragon from another time


I hear no sound

Time slows to a heartbeat

Eyes remain unfocused

Smoke drifts


If I choose


It sits waiting for my choice

My choice

So I wait and smoke this last cigarette

Drawing deep each time


No not this time old friend

 the tip of a rusty blade


© 2013 Adrian AIDZ Giannini


Friday, December 20, 2013

cloud dancing

With a tear in her eye the muse misses me

You share your dreams with an angel

The stars live on the back of his hand

Shadows cast the devils call

Mists carry time slowly in the temperance of a wink

The tip of this tongue carries venom

Inject me now while Im lingering slowly on this cloud

A glint in the corner of a bloodshot eye tells me so

Pupils dilate to engage the darkness

Where I drink you again

Enshrouded in a fistful of feathers

Holding back the rain

Narcotics of a different substance

Dance in harmony in silken veins


© 2013 Adrian AIDZ Giannini


Thursday, December 12, 2013

Drinking with the Devil

I drink to drown the Gypsies curse

Laid upon my soul

I drink to quiet the Devil

For my soul it cant be sold

For fifty years Ive tried

To lay the burdens down

For fifty long years Ive tried

Ive stayed above the ground

Im drinking with the devil

All by myself

Im drinking with the devil

Yes all by myself

Im drinking with the devil

All by myself

I won't know myself tomorrow Ill be someone else

My love lies in the bottle

Not tattoo’d on my arm

My love is not yours

Yet you wear it as a charm

Drink me into eyes

Deep as hells gate

You drive me to drink

Memories I got to obliterate

Im drinking with the devil

All by myself

Im drinking with the devil

Yes all by myself

Im drinking with the devil

All by myself


I won't know myself tomorrow Ill be someone else

© 2013 Adrian AIDZ Giannini


Playing with Lyrics


Monday, December 2, 2013

a cold breath

No muse to sit beside me

Fold layers into the inky depths

Viewing the stars from a shallow grave

No one at all can hear me breathe

Can they?


Inflicted with the malice intended for a few

Striking barbs dipped in acid not ink

Teeth bite a tongue to still the flow

I cannot breathe lest I be heard


Things appear larger than shallow intent

Cupped without compassion it bleeds

A target is easier than a mirror

I breathe in silence yet still fear being heard


Hearing the baying of hounds

Slipped of collars brandished in bones of the dead

Colours lack depth when painted in ink

A rusty blade strikes at acidic breath


I cannot dream you a butterfly

When the sunset bleeds

And I am a martyr to your death

In life I find it hard to breathe

Saturday, November 16, 2013

the Wind

The muse knows I can see death

The key in my pocket gathers rust 
As I scratch a nail along its edges
In passing I note the time
And the colour of  a little girls shoes
Not that this changes much
But the wind
In elongated stretches my mind wanders
A staccato of stilettos changes not of my thought
But yet a passing swallow eager for food does
I am bemused for yet a second 
And wander back to my musings
But the wind
A simple lad was that passerby
Interrupting me a simple tune I did whistle
I watch as his soul leaves confused as to why
Was it a rusted key or yet another artefact 
I drink in the black and lick 
But the wind
A crowd gathers in dust and watches silently
Except one, a little girl, yes the one with the coloured shoes
“Mummy” she says while pointing at the shadows
Mother clasps a plump hand across the child mouth smothering
Drowning in the crowds silence tomorrow moves closer
But the wind
The wind 

© 2013 Adrian AIDZ Giannini

Monday, November 11, 2013


I cannot hear the muse as she cries

Allow me to caress your soul 

With the breath of a single petal 

From a single flower 

Drifting in the moonlight


Silver shadows wash like waves

Across the field of ancient dreams

Touching the hearts of those who care to reflect

And just sit a while


In silence








In silence


The heartbeat I hear is not mine

Nor is it yours

It is the heartbeat of others

Listening in the silence


My feet take root in the soil

As I breathe in the aroma of death

And life reborn 

A thousand times in thought I breathe


In Silence








In silence


© 2013 Adrian AIDZ Giannini


Friday, November 1, 2013

I close my eyes

Muse let me bleed on my own

I close my eyes 

Singularity in a heartbeat


I feel




I sweat


Simple things please me more

I have time


I feel




I wait


An old brass timepiece ticks my destruction

It is my face


I feel




I listen


A single light shines from a tainted soul

Impassioned cries striped from my bones


I feel




I bleed


A harbinger of judgement rests upon my council

I whispered her name


I feel




I accept


With this acceptance I allow time to move on

Forgive myself and my past

Lick the palm of my right hand

Say goodbye

To this skin

Allow it to glisten in the sun one last time

© 2013 Adrian AIDZ Giannini

Sunday, October 27, 2013


no, the muse whispers as the sky falls
Allow peace to envelop
With the gift
Draw upon pureness
A heart gives love
In eyes seeking
Hopes that fade
Hopes that fade

Thursday, October 24, 2013

Friday 10.05am

Allow the muse to whisper


Kisses me lightly on the forehead

Tracing an indelible scar

Left from before this time began



A reminder of a peaceful time

Caressed by the wings of an angel in black

Tears welling in a forgiving eye



I forgive you my brother

My sister

For the wars have yet begun



Watching the slow flicker of a candle

Cast refractive suggestions

Into a severed mirror 



Listening to the forever

Clack clack

The rusted blades of a ceiling fan slicing the thin air


I had dreams

They left on a feather

Darkened by the shadows

Cast to the winds on my fetid breath

© 2013 Adrian AIDZ Giannini

Monday, October 21, 2013

Tuesday 7.05am

The muse watches over me

Its cold

With the blackness that shrouds me

I lack the glint of the stars


Its cold

Frost settles in whispers upon the mantle

Dust lifts as a frozen vapour


Its cold

Thoughts drift like the turning of pages in the breeze

Settling on the closing chapter


Its cold

Lacking focus I clasp the morning air

Seeking not knowing


Its cold

Spiders walk my spine

I cannot brush them away


Its cold

My reflection appears slowly

Masking the hollow shell


Its cold

Words freeze on a vipers tongue

Leaving their mark on the parchment


Its cold

Skin grotesque etched in acid

Lips purse to kiss the dark scent


Its cold

As time slows and grips my soul

Heavy eyes fall and a mind succumbs 



© 2013 Adrian AIDZ Giannini


Monday, October 14, 2013

Monday 6.59pm

I check the time while the muses sings in my ear


The obvious trick is to keep breathing

Darkness weighs as heavy as water Im submerged in

Im so tired 

I fidget as the passing vehicles splatter surreal lights over the walls

Appearing as spotlights hunting, forever hunting

Colours diffuse in various shades of luminescence

If I tried hard enough Im sure I could taste it 

The little bit of vision that remains

Holds steady on the unturning door handle

Scratched with decades of another’s using

Silently I watch

The roars of the outside world fails in their efforts to be heard

I know their there

Passing without believing 

Simpletons following false dreams

I hear their screams

Scatchings mark time on the walls

As does my name

I wrote that, when?

Time eludes all consciousness

Blending into parallels 

Until I drift into death again

© 2013 Adrian AIDZ Giannini




Friday, October 11, 2013


I weep as the muses passes into the light


I sit

Coated in psychedelic rivers

Streaming from wrists sliced with a rusty blade

I sit

Cross legged upon the floor

Smothered in dreams lost surrounded by colour photographs

I sit

Embracing the warmth harnessed from the lack of a sun

Allowing eyelids to hang heavy for a final time

I sit

Carrying a heart heavy with sin

Jaded by time cracked into featureless mirrors

I sit 

Allowing forgiveness to wash my soul

As a candle flickers in my pocket 

I sit

Feeding the roses tattoo’d on my arm as acid has its way

Licking at the flesh as it devours my yesterday

I sit

As I die and watch my children grow beside my grave

Masking a silent ritual of death with a wry smile

I sit

As the corners of the room fade away

Holding back a jade tear as I know death is near

I sit

And I wait

As I hold onto life

© 2013 Adrian AIDZ Giannini


Wednesday, October 9, 2013


I cannot save the muse as she saved me


Ive spent the days contemplating my final demise

Kissed the angels wings held heavy with the burden of my years

Allowing the walls to close in to greet me once again

This time I noticed a scribble in grey lead pencil

A name hurriedly scribed as if with some urgency to somewhere else

Gently tracing its contours with my index finger

Whilst my eyes adjust to the light that once was

Eyelids heavy with the panic of exhaustion

I silently mouth each letter as it forms demons emanating from the paintwork

Crackled to display the raw layers of my past

As my veins shift to accommodate a new intrusion

I spit the bile as it wells in my mouth

Taking time to deliberately form the words the letters traced reveal

In the name of my parents choosing

I say the name I was given

And fall into remission of the life I spent was my own

© 2013 Adrian AIDZ Giannini




Monday, October 7, 2013


Listening to the falling sands the muses reflection guides me

The clack clack of the overhead fan 

Is only drowned out by the cycling of the aircon 

Cooling a tepid body in need of reprise

Searching for solace as a mind screams in the colour blue

Smatterings of black shaded in darker shades of black

Smeared on the walls now

Clack clack

You shouldn't see me like this

A trembling hand reached for the light switch

Located next to the door as thousands

No millions 

Of fingerprint etched switches found elsewhere outside of this room

I seem to remember the sun as it peered from the cracks in the sky

It warmed Im sure

Fading as a memory given no love

This heart beats still a silent tattoo

Coursing acid through veins long since collapsed

Nails grotesquely curl uncut for millennia

Yesterday was only then 

Or was it a lifetime ago

I forget


© 2013 Adrian AIDZ Giannini


Sunday, September 29, 2013

I dance in your love

The sweet muse inspires a song

I raise one eyebrow

And want to know why

I dance in your shadow

But you don't dance in mine


Watch you pick flowers

On a bright summers day

I see that your lonesome

As you walk away


Many a time

I have sat on my own

Listening quiet closely

Hidden by sun


If you were to know me

And me to know you

Would you look at me different

As I look at you


We pass in the night

Just barely a touch

Your presence is near

But is that nearly enough


If time where to stand still

If only a while

I would tattoo my name

Into fragments of you


Could I count love

In the palm of a hand

Answer quite slowly

Allow me to carve it a brand


Stealing a kiss

Through the breeze I would drift

Bury me close by

If I were to die

© 2013 Adrian AIDZ Giannini





Friday, September 27, 2013


I stroke the muses hair gently

Its in the solitude when I need the voices

A whisper in my ear


A vagrant mind conjures fears

The chatter soothes

Lessons anxieties


Time drifts to sleep

But I cannot sleep

I wait

© 2013 Adrian AIDZ Giannini

Wednesday, September 25, 2013

Where once was love

Silver reflects from the muses hair

In my heart I feel the silence 

The place that's been before

Held tightly in a teardrop 

Thoughts a delicate refrain 

Places I cannot go now 

To tread barefoot would cut a sin

It weaves, stains a blacken'd arm 

Darkened love 

It runs through me



Upon the floor


© 2013 Adrian AIDZ Giannini


Tuesday, September 17, 2013

Heavens breath

In her misery the muse leaves me cold


Letters fall from the blue

Left to hover and drift

Scattered in the unused

Creating's are plucked

Symbolic etching

Voices that silently call

Listen today 

Cry tomorrow



Never has it left

Coatings of black

Starlight in pins of light

Words of thought

Appear in puddles

Voices write for me

You appear 

Refracted in shadows



Never mine

Scripted in ravens black

Filigree entwines


Supple wrist

I lick



With the tip

Friday, September 6, 2013

Entwined (Collab with Poppy and Mr Aidz)

Tread carefully

She told herself


Don't drink of the wisdom too quickly

For shadows lurk in the most potent brew of life


But I drink this flesh

Each bead of sweat earned and regretted

And marked as a tattoo in remembrance of sin

So angels can dance and warm the winter that dares to come forth

And spread wings for the summers warmth


Only in the balance of seasons does destiny share secrets

So kiss me on the lips and dream of tomorrow

Share a beat of my heart and merge seconds with hope

Only lord knows the trouble I'm in

And why the heavens defy me


Let me rest while I sit here and rest in jade

I can offer salvation but with blade you must come and claim the hour

N twist N twist while a heart explodes

It is then and only then that the door shall open

Let me see your bloody palms

And regret stains a bloody dress for even in this light my palms remain clean


The breath of slaughter can wash away sins but even in this light

The hourglass contains the fragments

Silenced from the shadows as they drip from the vessel they have become

Sand marks time and reflection becomes a plaine unknown


Lest I weep into the sand and mingle with those I have become

Entiwned from taking a sip of the most brutal source of life

Bitter to the tongue as desire is to my skin

And cold to the aura as need to my want



(c) Poppy and Mr Aidz ;)

Friday, August 30, 2013

Tattoo's n Gypsy's

Don't give upon  me now my muse

Pencil’d in my hand sketching all I see 

the soft graphite blends with parchment and sensibilities 

vistas that surround inspire a archaic reality

lost in a world of make believe

I find a place

that special place: you know the one

living a life that seems so unreal

An easy escape for me

between the blues and greens

And my heart

Leaving the several lifetimes behind

To the gleam of a memory in pain


What if the shadows bleed forever

As I watch helplessly on bended knee

Breathing in the smoke thats drifts in from the unseen

And I wash

Wash my hands in the blood of those

That have given their life for me

If only I could have seen their smiles

Lived in the obscene

Coated in liquorice and arsenic

I know I wont have to sing right

Except for the one

That knows my name


Tattoo’s n Gypsy's dripped in gasoline

Dance the night laced in gossamer 

And the one in black dressed like a queen

All eyes watch enviously held in the palm of a lifetime

From this place

Sight unseen

Left to run from another tomorrow

Left to the world

Haunted in the corners of disbelief

I find I can live inside each and everyones dream

Scattered in the leftovers of a thousand cigarettes

I can marry another if I cry my old face


Tomorrow I bleed

Saturday, August 24, 2013

il bacio delle farfalle / butterflies kiss

Hush now muse I be home soon

Settle now my sweet

Rest on the back of my hand

Let your breath cast a shadow

And let my fingers weep


In an eternity of vermillion

Your wings touched in silk

Shuddering so softly in the breeze

My breath draws deep


It pleases me your touch

Allows our hearts to intertwine

Tattoo’d are the names of life given 

Eternal I rest my eyes to sleep


© 2013 Adrian AIDZ Giannini


Wednesday, August 14, 2013

two hearts alone

for the muse alone

eyes lined in black

failing to meet the jester

but only for an instant 

to look away again


hearts roll off the tongue

spoken quick to lessen being heard

not as guarded 

as once was before


a smile of the blade

inked in forever

a bracelet on a slender wrist

mirrored and adorned


life could have been less of the same

when tasted of two souls traveled

met in a circumstance 

two hearts alone

Sunday, August 4, 2013

Devils slide

The muse is nowhere

From the scalpel

Covered in chrome and dust

Words twisted beyond belief

Hung by the neck swaying in the breeze

Deja vu as time travels the same ground



Standing insecure at the crossroads yet again

Looking from within 

I fall to my knees

Hollow in thought

Insensitive to light

Dirt tastes the same 

Bitterness carries in this breeze

Until I see a sun

Refracted in diamonds

I find it hard to smile 

A mirror shows the same

Burdens carried upon my back

Heavy be this load

Spoken on a twisted tongue and vision

Reflected in the way you live

Lies you bathed in

Lies you coated me in

Finding it hard to hold my head up high

Hollow eyed I stare

Nothingness is less forgiving

Shimmer glistens from the Devils slide

As dust blends with blood

Easing my pain forevermore

© 2013 Adrian AIDZ Giannini

Wednesday, July 31, 2013

Except the words

I rest as the muse watches on

Its still


The dust fairies swirl in the single bead of light

Escaping from the break in the blind

Allowing the outside world in

A slow deliberate movement of hand stirs the dust into swirls

As they travel as they do forever

Disappearing into the darkness

Then back into the light

Turbulent appears the air

But its still


Except for a steady breath

And a heartbeat

I appear to be alone

Surrounded by wings


Its June here

Winter again

A steady chill sparks the air I breathe

Icy yet unwarmed

Mingling with the dust 

A dance in duet

I can see my breath

The old to bar heater warms to nothing

Barely bringing warmth

Barely bringing light

Incandescent in a hum of red


The shadows

As they creep

Its still



Its still


Words mean nothing

Unformed syllables go unheard

Even the scratchings

Of pencil

On parchment

Unread in the darkness

Blurred with unseeing eyes

Stacked loosely in never-ending piles


Scattered pieces of unseen thought

Ramblings some said

Brilliance others


Except the words

Adrian AIDZ Giannini
© 2013 Adrian AIDZ Giannini

Friday, July 26, 2013

Im waiting for you

I breathe the muses breath

As my skin burns from the heat of the se7en suns

I forget myself as I seek solace in the cracks of time

Layered in blisters I forgive you and no one else

Severed hands reaching for forgiveness only touching myself

I lick sweet sweat from the nape of a tortured soul


Singularities laugh mockingly at the jester

Arms spread in Jesus like grace adorned in ink resplendent

In gods good grace I protect you from the lies adorned

Scribed into your eyes of crystalline jade from the tip of a quill dipped in acid

Salaciously searching of writes of a psalm yet discovered    


Shut up now


Say it

Say it



In another lifetime we sailed the seas

Lived life in each others memories burnished in hammered bronze

Never said goodbye till the moon touched the horizon

We have a secret that only the sun knows

Mingle our blood cut from a rusty blade kissed in black


Cut up lips bleed from the scratching of lies

You know there only words that destroy 

The same that soothe if you remember 

Allow yourself to breath in the toxicity, slowly

Simple things that feather the answer in lavender 


A time that I dreamt in blood

Lent pearls to the swine 

Succulent vengeance is yours if you wish’

Read the names of your birth on your fingers in ritual

Just think of letting go


Tuesday, July 23, 2013

In your shadow

I wish for the muse to be beside me

The several times I drifted
Into the serenity that surrounds
Halo'd as a simple glow
Dressed in alabaster 
I absorbed
And rested
Taking a moment to question
The thought stream 
Allowing me to belong
Without question and
Just a chance to belong is enough 
Isn't it?
I continue to believe
With little consequence
Except the lack of breath
And the lack of a heartbeat
Sustaining all of my being
And I continue to exist
In your shadow