22 May 2012
Birthright
Bake my bones
Brittle and broken
Flay my nerves
Fragile and shattered
I am grist for the mill
Meat for the table
Ache me, break me
Roast me on a spit
Cover me in misery
I am watered down
And poured out
Pain is my middle name
Agony is my birthright
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21 May 2012
Written
You gotta have style
Something you can pour
From a tall pitcher
Into a short glass
That thing that oozes
From you fingertips
And shapes the words
Into shade and nuance
Imagery and thought
Something that says
This is me
Nobody else can do it
Like this
I’m not talking varnish
Not just a thin layer
Style is deep
Your style is you
In the abstract
Stamped into the page
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17 May 2012
The War On Sleep
by
the seventh night I have torn the
veil and crossed the line into the land of death and annihilation my eyes are red and sore my head buzzes with empty space and I stand thinly at the centre of my void I am
insulated by static mush thinking
in a single stream of mercury I’m constantly in the frame consolidating the one true IS
everything speaks to me and I speak
to everything this is the high on
high close to the heavens and closer to the edge of oblivion all this is more than I can translate into
cohesive thought I roll myself a number and eat the smoke just a little fire to ease me through the
night
insomnia
is my oasis where my dark thoughts
and I take refuge sleep is the kiss of death the
obliteration of my senses nevertheless the
time must come for crashing and the
horrors inky black
naked inert
and defenceless sleep
beckons me with iron fingers and I am
too weak to disobey she takes me
down into dark oceans filled with forgotten dreams I fight
like a drowning man but she takes me
hard and relentless down into the
deep
14 May 2012
Pig God
the secrets hidden in your head
the occult pleasures of your heart
the treasures you have plundered
then passed off as your own
mark you out as a singular failure
the simulation of a man
in the solitude of your prison cell
you pray to your pig god
that no-one sees your true face
or the bloody hands
that betray those guilty secrets
and your empty aspirations
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