Walk |
Come for a walk with me down by the canal,I know it is something you would like to do.Into the freezing air a cazzato nero me and you,We could walk to Camden have a free look at the zoo.Watch the peop...
Posted by on Mon, 16 Feb 2009 03:31:00 GMT |
Bury me Standing. |
Bury me standing, with a headstone made of Dalkey granite,It's coarse texture marking my place on this earth.Let me be, and let me leave behind all that I hate,All that shaped and twisted me into what...
Posted by on Tue, 23 Dec 2008 16:02:00 GMT |
Unfinished |
Now that you have come into my homeAnd we have exchanged polite and meaningless wordsI would like to introduce my demons to youAnd I hope you will take them by their ghoulish handsAnd by doing so expe...
Posted by on Wed, 03 Dec 2008 06:14:00 GMT |
Question answered. |
"Daddy, what does it mean to be a man?""A man is a few of the things that I am, and everything I want you to be."
Posted by on Wed, 05 Nov 2008 06:43:00 GMT |
You are in the Elysian fields |
As you sleep I ride your breath into the gardens of Africa, all the way to Zanzibar. Your leg touches mine and the deep grass penetrates between my toes. This moment is sacred, this is the moment I ...
Posted by on Mon, 03 Nov 2008 03:39:00 GMT |
And She. |
She rides in a B.M.W with blacked out doorsAnd a tattoo machine in the backAnd a power supply with flamesWas mounted up in the boot.And she had a leopard print hat that she lostAnd another she gave aw...
Posted by on Mon, 03 Nov 2008 03:11:00 GMT |
........ |
The granite cuts in under his toes breaking open old scar tissue, long ago sealed by time. He breaths in hoping that the air will slow his heart and ease his mind. The heat of the sun burns his back, ...
Posted by on Mon, 24 Sep 2007 18:24:00 GMT |
Pray for water |
While walking down the road to freedom,It is as if I am a gypsy in a gilded cage.I know now that my horizons will not always been bright,But that is why I was made for dreaming.Days seem to run togeth...
Posted by on Mon, 25 Jun 2007 15:50:00 GMT |
