Friday, 22 February 2013

touch and go

she's stumbling and ducking and looking up
every glanced filled with a Hopeless Refrain
a pathetic string of 'why me's'
courses through her veins
he stutters and splutters and starts and laughs
he thinks 'it's obvious', but where to begin?
he could give her a list of reasons
the who and how's
the ins and outs
but he longs to get stuck in

it's vile and vicious
he feels alive and delicious
he marvels in his
Malicious Attack

but something changed when the word was go
when the pleas and screams stopped
he shudders with fear, its new, a kind he doesn't know
'this is all wrong' he thinks in despair
why is he feeling this way
all he wanted was to touch her but he just isn't prepared
for the endless hole in his stomach
for the point of no return
when she stopped smiling
when the blade sank in

a play on words

watch me in the rhetoric
I have a pleasing sound
I twist and turn and play on tongues
I am a mellifluous kind
I ebb and flow
a honeyed drawl
in mouths butter wouldn't melt
spit me out I fall soft and close
an apple in proverb
I sit so nicely in the fray
a tangible delight
I dance and play and I am always
an honourable end to a fight
men use me when they love and hate
they utter me when they praise
I may stutter and I stumble but
in death I am always heard
'who am I' and
my name you ask
you should not be so absurd
you know me well
and indeed you know me,
I am the spoken word

advice from a caterpillar (Alice Alice series)

can I help you dear you look quite lost
and you have wandered in my midst
this caterpillar with obsidian eyes
will help in your distress
if you fly away like butterflies
at least tell me your name
for I am old and very wise
and I love to hear a tale

Silly Girl you mustn't fret
speak in riddles and in rhymes
don't worry dear I've got all day
relax and take your time
from the refined way you speak
i know you must be quite deranged
if we weren't all mad here
i'd have thought you'd gone insane

flutters and wings, a hundred legs
a Cheshire Cat Grin
Big and Small
you know them all
my patience is wearing thin

we're going round in circles
you'll have to accept your fate:
it's 'whomever fits the glove'
And your glove is quite forsake
oh Father William might be old
but it's you that's lost their brain
i wish to change my mind and leave
your conversation is quite inane

you don't know who you are
im starting to wonder if you are anyone at all

a pool of tears (Alice Alice series)

Alice Alice you're not long for this world
you try to fit in but you don't belong here
try to escape before the nightmare unfurls
lose the petticoat and fly away from your fears
One Dimensional Girl take your off your gloves
don't hold on ceremony, you're in wonderland love

Lucy may fly but Alice drowns in tears
you're only dreaming but you might not leave
look into the abyss the abyss into you leers
silly little rabbit she's lost in her fears

Wayward Alice, they've tricked you downhill
the ground is soft it swallows you whole
through haze of smoke and mind altering pills
you'll never again return to your home

Curiouser and Curiouser this land is insane
a driving force that keeps you alone
wondering where you are and have been
lost in a fairy tale more Grimm

Thursday, 8 November 2012

narcissus

through glassy eyes do you see
reflect back all you long to be
this pane of glass, another world
he is alice in his Wonderland

Narcissus your vanity is killing me
this mask didn't exist naturally
you have some tremendous nerve
when the meek shall inherit the earth

take care my love, don't drown yourself
you've swum much too far out for help
this lifejacket only floats so far
and you're knocking on death's door

Narcissus please stay awhile
my cocoon pales to your butterfly
mould me not on your celestial features
i am only god's mortal creature

Angel from the great chain of being
lift me from this place i'm kneeling
Narcissus let me taste your wrath
i'm beyond the point of looking back

Narcissus i want to tear your skin
let me wear you slightly in
i'll hang you off, you'll see it clearer
staring forever in my bedroom mirror

you're like a piece of artwork

you inspire me to take flight
you are the sun to Icarus's wings
but i'm afraid to get burnt
your words drip onto me
like wax upon my skin
sting so sweet and stick to me
and pull me slyly in
to your always waiting lips
as you breathe me in
a pomegranate seed so sweet
take me back under again

Tuesday, 23 October 2012

the world is a means to no end

i imagine chemical warfare
i imagine trees burning
children crying
an apocalypse in my head

i imagine your stare
i imagine a burn
as we bled with a pain
so terrible we can't return

i imagine a world in ruins
i imagine there's nothing gained
a loss too great to feign
to recover in our lifetime

don't imagine all the people
living in the world
we don't deserve it
we have only lost what we claimed to have won

imagine a utopia
imagine life as something we have to earn
imagine if we loved each other
imagine if we saw life as a gift
and not a race to an end.