Hip Hop Dancer |
A hip-hop dancer calls out softly to meA patient little anarchy lies within her pleaA chalice over flowing into her busy handsI forget all thoughts of falling and other such demandsAnd the disco light...
Posted by on Tue, 05 May 2009 12:21:00 GMT |
Mick. (poem) |
I was the Mick Barman.Just off the ThamesI lay in the cellarOf Temperance.I had a Mexican there on The broken washing machine.Things were ok.Then word came downWith the hale stonesThat Anna felt fat.T...
Posted by on Mon, 09 Mar 2009 11:46:00 GMT |
MY DEBUT SINGLE "STILL" AVAILABLE ONLINE NOW!! XX |
hey there,so it's finally happened.. some nut jobs in london i hunted down in that mangled year i spent there have put me out a record! ha!im in such awe of the whole thing.. and just so grateful to a...
Posted by on Tue, 17 Feb 2009 08:17:00 GMT |
The Gargoyle (poem) |
She is still
unacquainted with
the skyline that drips
itself down her torso
every moment,
that gargoyle that
perches herself
ignorantly
on the shoulde...
Posted by on Wed, 17 Dec 2008 15:06:00 GMT |
He Knew (poem) |
He knew his
mother
could smell
When
her nostrils
flared
He knew his
Mother
could smell
When
she stood
by him
He wondered
did she
smell it
He turned
his ears
to the promenade
He kne...
Posted by on Fri, 05 Dec 2008 16:19:00 GMT |
My Baby Coming Down (Poem) |
I tripped for her calm and violent, desperate for her laughAnd though she's woke in many chambers, like Noah I knew I'd be last Now we rot and love together and carry our tools aroundTo every ward and...
Posted by on Thu, 20 Nov 2008 10:21:00 GMT |
poems n stuff |
right... gona start postin up some more poetry and lyrics and stuff if anyones into havin a read
xx
eg
Posted by on Thu, 09 Oct 2008 07:02:00 GMT |
Copper Face Jacks |
The fella who skipped by me in the procession in..:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" />
Stands out in his turquoise and salmon shirt
The white dot on his dry tongue i...
Posted by on Thu, 09 Oct 2008 06:59:00 GMT |
