Todays Medley Review - 02/01/09 |
You know that feeling you get when nothing makes sense...and the things that did all of a sudden feel like an electric shock, that short after sensation of being completely confused and disorientated ... Posted by on Fri, 02 Jan 2009 19:17:00 GMT |
MOTH AMONGST A LIGHT SWARM |
A million words, a million lines flowing through my head tonight and all I want is you. I could infuse the warmth of cradling a cushion as I fall asleep with the memory, the image of you being there, ... Posted by on Mon, 15 Oct 2007 16:07:00 GMT |
SING A SONNETT FOR THE VAMPIRE |
I could probably stop to tell you the truthFact is, do I really want to?The sleeping world waltzes and turnsAnd lavender burnsHard line cemetary gates I got a headacheAnd something's in the way once a... Posted by on Sun, 14 Oct 2007 19:01:00 GMT |
Delusion |
Lost in mindRubble of thoughts that Fill the quarryAnd I am the lorryThat leaves the portWith skeletons intactOf illegal immigrantsAsylum seekersA million held out handsLike loudspeakersAnd my eyes he... Posted by on Fri, 22 Jun 2007 19:43:00 GMT |
APHRODITE IS DYING |
Aphrodite is dying...she told me as we fucked...so I traced lines of her tired eyes with lillies and daffodils...ugly is as ugly does, holding hands with angel rust...and you'll be mine and mine alone... Posted by on Mon, 11 Jun 2007 18:11:00 GMT |
GARBAGE COLLECTION - notes from the vomiting pen |
Head symphony accordian whisky another drop to the chalice and my heart smiles...the little rib cage settler giggling to sounds of old beats past...someone turned the lights in my eyes on and the dawn... Posted by on Thu, 07 Jun 2007 17:11:00 GMT |
He returns with a smile |
Irregular sleep patterns I wake still dreaming, my face hurts like influenza only I dont feel sick, the slightest movement my head jolts from side to side...scoping the background, slight flickers of ... Posted by on Mon, 28 May 2007 17:25:00 GMT |
The door is closing... |
A letter to the editorMoving inward, the door is closing. Insomnia is at its peak and I am barely awake and barely asleep. I wish you could see through my eyes, this place looks so different now...all... Posted by on Mon, 28 May 2007 12:30:00 GMT |
WHAT SKYLINE? |
My breath stopped short...trap door stomach closed 'NO ENTRY' and my windpipe turned hot and cold...my arms flared in goosebump dot to dot...red broken skin around eyes moistened by waterfalls in sadn... Posted by on Mon, 26 Mar 2007 12:26:00 GMT |
ECHOES |
A cloudy grey suburb...an angel sits desolate on a park bench. Rain drips from his brow onto his drenched dirty white clothes. These wings hurt, cracked and grazed they itch at the shoulders...head in... Posted by on Fri, 23 Mar 2007 19:41:00 GMT |