Saturday, August 27, 2011

Sittin on the bench

Do you see me
Sitting here
Each day as you pass
While I draw on a smoke
N watch the day roll on by
Clouds cast there shadows
Rollin along the ground
Creating surreal landscapes
Of coloured hues

Do you see me
While Im watchin you
Rushin to get to the never ever
Forgetting a look to the side
Missing the flowers as the bloom
The way your heels click as they clack
Footfall upon cobblestones
Squishing the multitude of ants at your feet
While I draw on a smoke

While I draw on a smoke
I inhale your perfume
As you click clack by
Oblivious to me
So aware of you
Its Tuesday
You have your red dress on
I often wonder
Who you wear it for
While I sit here

As I sit
N while away my days
Till the never end
You and others
Shuffle on by
I often imagine
Who you are
N where your from
While I draw on a smoke

Friday, August 26, 2011

A life less pleasant

Allow me if you will
To dip your hands
Into the primal mess
That conditions my mind
To the visions less pleasant
Obscene
From the outside
More so from the inside
As the dogs
Pack rape me
Fuking my insides out
Tearing me
Into new pieces of another mess
Yet it soothes
Peaceful washings of insufference
Beg you to question my indifference
To your mindless questioning
Of my pleasures of the other kind
That suffer and lurk
Pristine in my veins
Corpulent rushings
Teasing the unhappiness
From the fearful placing of lurking
Self medicating love places its kindness
Squarely on my frontal lobes
Ceases me from questioning
Why I wont be born again
Cleansed from the womb
Unlike the last time of passing
It would be of my own choosing
As my memories live in these veins
Blood runs red living at my feet
Snap of the fingers
Yet I live once again
As do you
You insufferable cunt
One by one I lie to my shame
As dark as my eyes
Viewing in the unseen
A penny for your denial
A I fucken spit
Loose teeth shatter
On the pavement
Severed skulls crack at my embrace
I wont pretend
Nor will I
Suffer at your insanity
Least it quell my insanity
Or is it normalcy
That is inherited
Running from the time of this life
As I choose to run with with this devil

Wednesday, August 24, 2011

I hold deep

I hold your hand
In case you forget to breathe
Near me you feel my sturdiness
Feel your heart beating down

In these dreams
The light washes over and welcomes
Warms me in pleasing
Knowing Im alive

A look in the mirror
Beyond my reflection
I see what Ive become
Grown wings of gossamer and gold

Covered in this garb of plain
To see beyond
Is a joy to behold
Living beyond the ignorance

Tattoo’s a mirror
Pretty pictures that cover a soul
That burn with light
Radiating for those that see

If I can live with a smile
And warm a dreary day
I can leave you asleep
Leave and caress your cheek

A thousand bare footsteps
I’d make for you
If you’d ask
I lay down and die