Let the concrete pour,
Entomb the fly.
Chain the entrance
To a mausoleum of business.
The restless don’t know they’re at rest.

The ***; he drinks his coffee.
A coffee with a ***.

With coffee, he smokes a cigarette,
A coffee with a ***.

He enjoys a smoke and coffee,
The ***, coffee,with ***.

He'll do the same tomorrow,
A coffee, and a ***.

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.

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

Drag him up
and tear him down.
Join the crowd and sing.

Throat.
To the stars.
A cave.

Praise her holiness fiona.
Her arms bring the rain's blessed kiss.
Toe upon toe the trees force green in her majesty.
People are soaked. Stunned by nuclear shrubbery.
Fiona's fervour is unmatched in the world of miracles. Some would wish she would stop walking.
Cursed non believers who long to be dry and pray for leaves that rot.

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

Living on work, lines, ****, liquor,
Queen of wine. My kingdom beckons.
Chic, glamour, shut in, slippers,
Empty throne for a day, I reckon.

Blade on wrist.
It moves, politely.
Wishing only to serve.
Master at hand. Steel to blood.
He's happy.
He relinquishes his world.

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

But it burns
We are
Your sins, and feel goods.
Wiping, shiny, none.

Flabby clap, slap slap
Lips flapping applauding yourself.
Encore, more, MORE
Keep going, chub rub mouth.
Nasty death breath.

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.

Leaking wrists
Final twists
Weak knees
Hugs please.

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.

Strange kind of leaves.
Sullen whilst stroking at the breeze.
Is there a word for 'off green'?
Depressed lime?
Let's just water it and call it a sad tree.

Funny, how the mirror reflects more than you show.

The blood that washes away the flood just turns the water a deeper shade of red.

Drift with me
In our casket raft
Were free.

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

Did you not see me before?
I hid my eyes so you wouldn't feel.
From tomorrow, higher as the curtain falls. In sequence as we now keel over.
Applause for those who earned it, the Mexican's do not wave. Maybe next time.

Sickening sadness.
Can't see through madness.
Stuck in a dream.
Hatewaves and hurting.
Piercing the curtain
Draw close the empty.
Peer in through blindfolds.
Crippling mindfold.
Crying inside the eyes.

He keeled over
Poor dog.
He liked that one.
She smiled, strawberry mouth.
He blossomed. Flowers I'm frost.
'**** on it'
He muttered as he hallucinated.
Tripping absolute *****, chewing gum.
south. Shirt and tie.
'yes'
They admitted.
Hired darling.
Come, walk under the ladder.
He did
They laughed.
He slit his wrists because it was Tuesday.

Shame you're a game
Untoward and outward.
Never did understand it.
Cowardly within reason
Just a touch.

Craven heart. Silly child.
Guttural howl for a life never lived.
Would you even know?
Can you even know?
No-ones going to catch you when you fall.

If I crawled when there was no need to.
If I soiled myself. In the cold hard dark.
If I allowed my pulse to stain the floor.
Would there still be a tomorrow?

Silvers fine. Ornate in my bed.
Crystal vase, crumbs rattling heads.
Brown is pure. Veins, dont come near.
Chocolate ship, sailing through sand.
Secrets melt away. Hide the needle.

Lay down softly in my hands.
Little creature cold and sad.
Keep your head up, big wide smile.
Dry those eyes my little lamb.

The world outside is harsh and loud.
Stay here with me safe and sound.
We are strong. Just you and me.
Our secret place.
Our eternity.

We're both unkind.
So stop telling porkies
I'm a vegetarian.

Forgot what it was
To say nothing but see everything
Deaf vision, a soundless landscape
Clarity.

Lava floor. Dead.
Neighbouring sacrifice.
Earthquake. Amenities gone.
All that's left is shell-shocked.
Snowflakes.
Kiss a new beginning.

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

Silly.
Shamble. Dripping meat.
Happy is the corpse that sees no ground.
Do you see now?
Maggots in the ears.
He doesn't listen.
Begging for sunshine it finds only dark.

Deathbed ditties
'Shame on you all', etc
'Ooo she's coming',
let's light a candle,
And play a silly board game.

A gift from ages past.
Finds a knowing sight
From a clouded view.
A grenade to throw
To silence the crowd,
They're quiet for now.

Mind crumble, obsolete.
Shadow shame.
Defeat.
Lecture, grind.
Flounder in the dirt.
Hands out
Saints stay inside.
Howl.
Unworldly, beg.
Warm dirt.
Not far from home.

Feverish hands for applause.
jittery in gesture. fingers and tongues.
and thumbs. and limbs.
Sprawl and crawl.
What a creature
creature comfort
blanket to pain.
must wrap up in the medicine duvet.
burrito me up, serve me hot.

Crystal crayons blister, paper and displays.
harnessed colour is shade for next days plain.
Paper cuts and blisters, felt tip sprays
graphite scrape and chalk screech, soundless piece
Blankest page, dead mans canvas.
colour, scribble, go on and paint.

Poltergeist.
Hidden in the depths of a man's design.
Always waiting.
Always causing the next nightmare.
But then, just then. The Man wakes up. And realises that the shadows of himself are the shades he created in the dark.
And then he smiles.
Because he knows he's terrified of himself.

Give the begger a little gift.
A silly ******* sunrise.
Hope. For a fortune laced with gunpowder.
Give him that hope.
That penguin wrapper joke of hope.
And watch what happens.

Grab the hand and don't slip.
Loosening, shake off the still.
Breeze catching corpse.
Rotten. Maggots. Drafting
Hopeful and lost. Desperate.
Solice in silence.

Far and wide we wonder for it.
Here
Now
Waiting for you.
Holy light trails upon you.
Come
See
Shines upon you.
Blindness seeks the concrete realness
Touch
Feel
I'm real and see-through.
Stone meets hand and enlightenment blankets you.
Reality
Touchable
You need my texture.

And this, my friends, is it. This brown bed of molten iron you call a home is doing everything in its power to ****** you.

Golden sun. Baked golden skin.
Needle sins. Brown is my kin
Viens breathe new life.
Death seeks to hide. In loneliness.
Steel cast aside.
Lay in the cold.
Death takes its hold.
Just for one day.

Sing a lullaby of death.
Whilst you ****** me in cold blood.
Hold me whilst my life ebbs away
Homely bones join the castle made of skulls.

Rain on, take all my life
Stain on, say what I can't.
Rain on, all of the past
Stain on, stain on my soul.

Sumptuous velvet blood
Dripping down into the floor.
Brilliant and bright, liquid ruby's.
The pickaxe is long and bladed and sharp.
Former miner, now a jeweler.
Marveling at my precious pretty gems
As they fade away and return to the earth.

Pennies clatter, happy chant.
Change hangs heavy, metal *****.
Such a rich thrill.
Copper courage. Bronze boldness.
But what did you loose?
With your pants down your ankles and pennies strewn across the floor?

All I hear shouting.
Mind is a zoo.
Eyes darting, closures.
Glass, open view.
Clapping and staring,
Rope, hand, and wood.
Flashes of cameras,
neck, noose and jump.