Saint your sympathy
It falls on unholy ears.
How do you treat a gargoyle eating breakfast?
Easy
Don’t.

Sometimes I'm alone,
Smothered by everyone,
always so alone.
Drowning in love,
So alone,
Strangled by thier voices,
Alone.

Show me. A life without a door frame,
A life that lies beyond the Doorframe.
I'll be waiting, by the doorframe.
For you to kiss inside the door, frame.

It's a hymn to him
A bit, a scene.
Roll play
He claps.
What a show for him.
An extraterrestrial existential terror.
Things bow as they do.
He accepts.
He's the watcher on the watch.
Observing, learning.
He knows.
You don't

Hush now for the Lord of light is here.
Let him wash away your sin in blood and fear.
Terror is faithful and you are now holy my child.
Be still with God. His blood rains down from the wrists of despair.
And now pray
Amen.

A knife
Needs a home.
My blood,
Leaves it's host.
Blessed, steel on bones.
Forbidden ritual.
On our own.
No-one to care.
For tomorrow.

Happiness in days
Singles out to none
Weekends bustling by
Hollows when it's dawn.

Where do I go from here?
Walking on these roads my feet bleed.
Where do you want me to walk?
While my feet are bleeding, drenched in gravel.
What is it you need?
Waiting for me to come.
Why, when there is so much left to see, besides us?
Why do you poison me?
When my feet are bleeding for your tomorrow.

How are you so deep. How are you so afraid.
How can you go so low?
How sad. How lonesome do you feel.
How do you get there?
How do you find us here?
How are we so near?
We're your your friends.
Your pins, and needles.
Blooded, come with us.

Meadow of grass sweeping slanted
Alive and awake. Delicious fruit.
Sad really. He was a nice lad.

I'll starve my veins,
I'll hang myself!
I'll flail from the inside,
Cremate the pain!

Swallow whole
All that we said.
Pulling inwards,
Hide it all.

I'll **** them all,
And hide away.
To see again,
The drowning shame.

Desperation rubber. Smash. Sunrise.

My days end was entirely my fault, that day.
I was the one that drank 9 cans of lager, and licked that sweet, sweet ecstasy like it was sherbert dip dab.
And my arms went dead.
And I was drifting in a cloud of pure euphoria.
And the dog was looking at me all silly like.
And I was the one who was bored and lost enough to do this on my own, by myself, with the dog.
And so, when the pulse settles, and the room is no longer spongy, and the dog doesn't feel as soft and luscious.
I guess I'll see you on the other side.

The blade chooses and chops.
Dispensing clotted closure.
Silken Crimson
Pumping through.
Sodden clothes.  
Weakening resistance
Hands up go down.
Sliced and diced.
Wavy ribbons.
Metal spectates.
The corpse is moving.
Slimy red slug going nowhere.
The slug stays nowhere.

As the walls turn to glitter
And the sound becomes lights.
It's time I headed home.

Colour on canvas with the Crimson crayon.
Pure art, the world is stained red.
Frame it. Murderous masterpiece.

Fast as your feet can carry
Careening off through time
Mountains are hills and hills are fields
And I am running.

Yellow stone missile, golden in desired glow.
******, glinting in the sun shine.
As it smashes to earth.
Brains peeled from the rock.
Riches gained at the least gasp of life.
Nugget in hand, he brushes off the waste.
A man will pay millions for such a find.
The brains of the previous owner won't cheapen his cut.

Push back pain,
won’t last long
Drips and pours
Seeps through tears
Puddles in red
Splish splash splosh
Wellies on tight
Red can’t get you now.

Sunless dawn.
Shaded hope mast.
Windless sun. Green.
Spotters joy. Seeing the dawn.
Slits the day shy
Cry for the weak.

The day said no
My toast said absolutely not.
Everything I tried to be said absolutely ******* not.
I woke to an angry wall
And the angels did a Mexican wave.
And I just stared
Helpless.
And in my moment of deliverance,
I was handed stiff kittens.

The wax congeals pointlessly.
Purpose burned in flame.
Scent ecstatic.
The Man is pleased through waste
Plasticy. Poison.
Cheesy grins all round.

Does the drop. At the bottom of the well. Feel as freeing. As it looks. For those that. Peer. Longingly. Into its depths.

Seeing waves in a foggy clouded view.
They crash and roll like potatoes in a stew.
The day is fierce and nobody seems to care.
I roll around wishing someone was there.

A whisper.
A songbirds prayer.
A choke in a madmans dance.
A cut.
A carve.
A statue, blood romance.

Eyes seductive,
pursed lips,
awakened ember,
breathes,
sigh of satisfaction
smokey duvets
roll through the air.

Why do we scream when the world is deaf?
A loneliness that crashes,
Ocean waves on rocks of indifference.
Straight jacket disco,
Pump up the volume maestro,
The closed ear speakers go quieter.
Silence leaks though the cracks,
The cave, louder as the resident screams.
Brick him in.

Killing men in the forest of shadows
of showdowns in the bountiful standoff.
trees, people, bullets, compost.
breath in, leaves green lungs bloodied.
breath out leaves brown lungs blue.
water on the leaves
red on brown
skin to trunk
leaves to forest.

Stars burning up.
Where is heaven?
Where will I go?
When maggots eat my eyes?
You told me this. Do you remember you told me this?
You shouldn't question hallowed grounds!
Look what you've lost.
Hopeless, wondering through unlit halls searching for truth in plain hiding.
What will you do?
Now sense and reason has replaced fantasy so comforting?

Cigarettes and chewing gum,
pheromones and alcohol, decisions left unreversed.
Bike shed museum masterpiece.
Bus shelter, fascinating splay of life and scheduled delivery.

Are you playing alone again boy?
Nobody listening,
But you've an important job to do boy.

Playing with your toys again boy.
They're still not listening,
Keep up the work you're doing,
Alone again boy.

And when you get campylobacter
From licking the wheels on your toy tractor,
You'll die all alone in the end boy.

Important work you're doing
Very important that you do it
All alone little boy.

Hands on face, masquerade ball.
Mask down for the truth.
Hideous.

Snow globe cracks,
Perfect little life, hemorrhages
Glitter shimmer.  Congealed clot.
Desolation in a quiet bubble.
Left behind.

Slip into
Our hopeless lives
It's true
The hearth is warm
In our silly lies.

Suffering upon the suffering
Injury to avenge the injured
Killing to keep up the killing
The tune of death continues to play.

Did you enjoy the trip to Derbyshire Brenda?
You know, the one where you met that stupid ******* cowboy impersonator
Named Carl.
Yes Carl.
Yes THAT Carl.
The one that gave you VD.
Yeah so I was just asking because, guess where I am and guess who I'm stood next to!

Staring into the abyss, it smiles back.
Deep and wanting, we are the same.
We long for what each other has.
Everything for nothing.

From seated stone the wasp takes flight. Ready to sting the world red.

Thin wrist,
Fat belly.
Disproportionate sunrise.
When you take a ****.
Factory products
From an insistent buyer.
Customer discontent.

Hell is ice cream
Sweet and easy
Nothings real
When hell is tasty.
Hide yourself
In hopeful high fives
Hollow hills and
Shallow sad claps.
Struggle clear
Of grated applause
Abrasive cheering
Bow down for the cheers.

Bags of beer
Plastic tinsel
Bread and milk
Gifts for all
Lottery ticket
Starry escape

Hanging high
Seeing sky's
Stop the twitch
Happy for now, for you.
Me myself and I.
Eye balling Rotten white
Sad. A shame. Travesty.
Fickle in its burden.

Drink softly, for he sleeps tonight.
Whispers call red.
Hanging in white.
Dreams are pure and small.
Hopeless in trails. Wine bleeds holy goblet
For the wounded, shaded,  sinful prophets.
Cuts in hopeless wonderment.
Helpless, saviours
Hopeless prophets.
Blood oath goodbye.

Come seek with me,
The falling sun.
Jump on my back,
As the world is gone.
See in your eyes,
The flowers of hate.
Run through with me
The meadow gate.
Sprint through the crowd,
They claw and bite.
Look back on pity.
Shoot them all.
Make them hate.
Make them fear.
Jump off my back.
Run. Through the trees.
Look what you've done.
Corpse cuddler, crowd clearer.
Run. Run. Terrifying sprint.
Edge of the cliff. Almost fell.
Jump back on child, don't be afraid.
I'll carry you. To the end.

Caressed by granite limbs.
Golem gone bad.
Gone rogue, gone ruptured.
Lava bleeding, hot coffee.
Hot mess, rocky Mountain.
Marvel at it.
Fractured but pure.
Let's chip some faces in it.
It's pretty now.

I called you home.
Cold and afraid.
Blood on the glass, took you on.
Mirror, red hole. I saw the change.
I called you home.
Deep, in the stain.
I saw the mirror.

Here's the hollow.
Our solemn portrait.
Where trees part thier death.
And our pasture seeps through,
Enriched by the bounty.
We ****** in secret.
Sculptures stripped in silence
A gallery, maddened by its entries.
But scratch off the drops.
Grab the mug from the gift scar on the way out.

When there's **** all else to do.
What else is there to turn to?

When your mind is on the edge.
With no-one to talk it down.
When you said good morning to your own mother
When your knees just want to buckle
When the end is oh so close
But you don't believe in ghosts
When you're prattling on inside you're own head
When not one useful words being said
When you have friends you're going to miss but they'll never see you like this
When you just want to scream it all out but you've nothing useful to shout.
When you want the world to bend to your selfish will.
But it shouldn't. Because that's selfish.

Crisp packet crunch.
Aids breakfast. I'm a clown.
Forest ****.
Happy prayers.
We're clever.
Beheaded at dawn.
Beans and sausage on time.

Ducking under puffy men the priest retreats to his chapel and begs the black chair for forgiveness.