Lords of the Future |
Call me destroyerI only createA brave new worldFor us to takeStrive to be differentIts the only way forwardYoure too backward thinkingI call you immoralGod wouldnt like thatIf she really existsAnd ... Posted by on Thu, 01 Oct 2009 15:06:00 GMT |
Art |
Consumer, consumptionProfit and lossI could purchase your soulAt half the costToo easy to give inTo commercial gainArt is much betterThe suffering and painHave principles and self-respectKeep you inte... Posted by on Mon, 28 Sep 2009 15:04:00 GMT |
A Living Soul |
Im not servile, I rebelI dont possess a rubber soulThey cant do with me what they likeThey can forget about that goalI posses a living soulI demand to live, Im not mechanicalI question everything ... Posted by on Sun, 27 Sep 2009 15:13:00 GMT |
The Box |
So I shouted louderBut it wasnt enoughThis is where they keep meHere in this boxThis suffocatingClaustrophobic kingdomThis prison of mindThis container of soulI drop things inThey dont like thatSpoi... Posted by on Sat, 26 Sep 2009 17:09:00 GMT |
Solitude |
Solitude isnt easyLetting no one inAlone in dreamsWhere does sleep begin?Constantly embarkingNever returningNo fire in the soulYet always burningNo light in the darknessYet illuminated by hopeHow doe... Posted by on Fri, 25 Sep 2009 12:28:00 GMT |
The Unloved |
Its nothing Freudian, you understandIts nothing to do with my youthOr to do with sexual hang-upsI really dont know whats the rootTeenage angst was just a poseListening to the SmithsHeres a clue, ... Posted by on Wed, 02 Sep 2009 09:31:00 GMT |
Like Puppets |
They dance like puppetsTo the tuneStand in lineLike empty foolsClosed heartsAnd closed mindsVacant expressionThe unthinking kindThe ones that actRather than feelDreamlike stanceQuite surrealZombifiedC... Posted by on Thu, 13 Aug 2009 15:11:00 GMT |
Marilyn and Me (and Nietzsche Makes Three) |
Where you end I beginMy Gemini twinConcealed in shadows of mythIn memory the image persistsThe soul that inhabitsThe spirit that carriesNo living creature should be cagedThen sold for profit or gainCr... Posted by on Thu, 21 May 2009 14:57:00 GMT |
Ever Fallen in Love - novel opening chapters |
Prologue.Its early 1979, and you find me lying on my bed one night listening to John Peel and singing along to the Buzzcocks Orgasm Addict.Im badly out of tune, of course. More out of tune than t... Posted by on Tue, 07 Apr 2009 08:51:00 GMT |
The Ballad of Zelda Zonk |
She walks the streetsOf New YorkIncognitoThat Zelda ZonkPassers-byJust pass her byThey think they know herBut know not whyWhos that girl?I hear them cryWho indeedThe whos the whyWhen shes not Zelda... Posted by on Sat, 14 Mar 2009 05:16:00 GMT |