if you look for dirt you’re bound to find it like attracts like that’s the law of intent did you run out of pockets? have you lifted more than you can chew? you better give me everything before I wind up dead the pigs strip searched my mind prima facie evidence suggested I was ripe there’s something wrong with my brain it’s a simple mind bender from way back when did you see them? did you see my pornographic hands? did you get my text? do you finally understand? this is the ministry of filth and you are in command
11 November 2022
9 November 2022
mister natural
old acquaintances can make for strange bed fellows more like accomplices than lovers but this is no next time round I’m no blast from the past I’ve been authenticated as 100% organic the totally genuine article issued in nineteen timbuktu
I’m not packing remedies in
my duffel bag you
can’t count on satisfaction coz I’m
just a minor distraction and strictly pay for view you
got my name and number if
you ever catch the blues tho I
might not come running the
way you want me to
6 November 2022
soot
I’ve got rockets in my pockets my
fingers are black with soot I have a
full load on and I’m taking a dive with
a head full of feathers I get so high it’s obscene when I get my shit together and I get my shit together more often than I should
others might turn to god but I turned to ashes I
tweaked my mind against babylon’s machinery
this
is the secret of happiness disputed through the ages in a
simple benediction that
ancient curse of the orient the fabled pipe of peace
5 November 2022
weathered
poor boy plays his flute to a herd of goats grazing in the dunes sunny side up what’s that the symbol of? the grass is always greener on my side of the dream the tapping on my window pane sets another scene it’s heavy weather the sky is grey the rain pours down dismal as an infant’s funeral
some days I drag the low
end but
it doesn’t matter it
doesn’t bother me I
won’t be writing any suicide notes on that
account I’m
not fixing to die anytime soon I just
began learning how to live I
have circumstances to accommodate and
those can be a bitch I can’t complain but I will anyway
I roll out of bed a tsunami of shit sweeps me off my feet and leaves me gasping on the wakeful shore these are the heavy latitudes and the
days land hard dark
and oppressive this
is the land of ghosts and ancient lore the land of violence and suicidal
rage I have firewater in my veins and
fear in my heart these last million miles have worn me thin one
good rain could wash me down the
drain to dissolve like baby aspirin in a pool of baby tears
I’m wedded now
to this heavy heart to have
and hold until death we do part I’m just a dog without a
bone still fighting a
war that ended long
ago a typhoon picked me up and shook my shadow
loose the pieces have fallen back to
earth but my light casts no warmth and
I’m not the man I pretended to be
back in the day before the deluge swept me away
4 November 2022
heavenless
there are no wise men and no magical beings you are as slick as this sideshow gets there will be no epiphany no sudden revelation just a gradual unwinding and stripping away we'll find no asylum here no place to rest our heads we are all of us refugees from the world on fire we have no home on high and no-one waiting there the troubles that we face won't be resolved through prayer
2 November 2022
judas goat
we’re all of us tethered to the same parked car gullible imbeciles overfed and entertained it was a barrel load in the bygone but now it makes my bones ache and I’ve been running on vapours these last ten million miles I’ve seen road kill with more juice that I got I’d better buck up my ideas sharpish or they’ll pension me off to the judas goat he don’t read no bedtime stories he renders meat from chumps like me
fluid dynamic
I’m buoyed up by the love apparent in a single ray of sunlight refracting brand new colours no-one knows the names of
I’m weighed down by
the phases of the moon or the waning of the tides coz whatever
turned me on has burned me out
so I just go with the flow it’s the jellyfish in me the forces that set me in motion the oceans I drift in have worn me smooth and fluid dynamic
30 October 2022
secret songs
I was only singing a secret song en sotto voce so no-one else would hear and try to sing along do you dig it? do you want to hear more? come and dance for me get out of bed give me a turn you move like a killer but I’m not concerned if you dance for me now I’ll sing you some more I’ve got songs that have never been sung if you dance for me now I’ll let you hear one
the living and the dead
we’ve all made mistakes I know I have nothing I can’t live with but nonetheless regret it doesn’t pay to linger I try not to invest too much time dwelling on the past half my friends are dead that’s how old I am halfway dead I should concern myself with the living and waste no prayers on the dead the dead are beyond concern which is more than I can say for myself
29 October 2022
vagrant
that’s my space over there best pal right out on the fucking ledge a cracked bowl in a beggars lap diving for change instead of pearls specifically deselected by unseen hands and opted out before I began my days are short but my nights are tall and I’m too tired to deal with it all
I must have nodded off
at the wheel coz
I’ve come-to at an angle forbidden
by the cops but
I’m still sunny side up you have to love it all for surely there’s a plan and in the kingdom come we shall live to see nobody pays no rent and all
the drinks are free
28 October 2022
3 am
I need medicine god’s own brand just a taste will ease the pressure I’ve been breeding tiny monsters under my skin too much dope or far too little for an accurate diagnosis I need an exorcist or rehabilitation but I’ll settle for sleep and a gentle touch feed me words with kind intentions it’s 3 am and I’m strung out take a cab meet me in the middle we can weep together till the sun comes up
27 October 2022
blackout
I got my shit together just in case my shit is required but why should it be? coz the hour grows late and I grow tired I’m a surplus being no strings attached all I recall is the rudimentary no cause for concern we suspected this much all along it starts with a whimper ends with a bang you go on ahead I’ll set my alarm and wait for the blackout and my moment of calm