Who drained the water
& where's my sun,
gracing all the beauty
in a world left me gone,

Answers are drowning
in ruins of a meadow,
ashes are harder
to wish for & swallow,
numbing empathy
with little green pills.

Blood shot & dark,
in the cold & damp,
endless beginning
irony of a circle,
swans I should have wept,
forgotten dreams beautiful.

Whoever lit the flames
by choice or accident,
Always a see saw purpose,
exit as her trust's high,
will come crashing down,
tears of an avalanche.

What's supportive comes in waves,
and its the truth of which we crave,
a blister in which we cannot name,
a darkness of thus daring shame.

A torpedo I wish wouldn't spin,
A game of cards you can't win
beauty in the woods as it rains
the rust on long forgotten trains....

Tell me a secret I can't forget,
You did that with a MAD comic
What went wrong after it,
The storm's forever rumbling.
As kids, we were forever laughing,
The teacher sent me out of class
as you bawled and asked me out,
Such first love without any doubts.

I need the summer,
as the winter's
subscribed
Agony of my liver,
with the sheets
open as my shivers
leave me trembling.

I know you've been accosted,
before we were acquainted
What's commanded
and in return gets defeated,
and a melody's lost in the beat.,

Are the fortunately beautiful,
are a favorite obligated,
In the breeze, rusty corrugated
I never negotiated prettiness,
in a ceiling of surrogates
colors to the cornices.

And in fighting,
the white of oil painting,
gets lost to yellowing
no windows glaring,
Only in summer heat,
The food between your teeth,
annoys others,
but never me....
or the corner of your grin......

Soldier's heat of a kettle disrupts
the temps embolised as a herd,
heart failure follows the deceit
and finger holding of God's word,
and slain is a battlefield blurring

And fine's singular seasonin'  facts
one's voice belief in wide green seas,
upon shaking salt belief of a hack
Fragility vines ****** and bleeding
Click the fingers twice for the black.

Today's divine white cloth leading
welcoming a funeral proceeding,
We wish to mourn of our loss,
while he's time abiding heeding,
Patting the backs of the children.

Lord, my cups are drink to be filled,
A chaotic mind of whirlwind speed,
Unlike the dust on the window sills
and abandoned of watering seeds

My mind is catharsis
anxious of the righteous
a corpse of the countless
charges as to the harmless,
bottles smash the carcass
the mattress of the heartless,
the lifeless aren't the senseless
The clueless are the neck lasses
viciously attacks the precious-ness
on the basis of being a novice,
A witness may leave in sickness
harnesses catch the consequences,
homeless are a pencil's sharpness,
blunt comes government's mindless.

I got crucified,
in shadows
all around,
then I fled.
You defiled
the grounds
of the Crown
with yappy hounds
as I sowed.
I'll versify
blood flow
of the bounds
living & dead,
I'll justify
the spinning around
of hollering
and the sounds
tree branch snaps
out oozes the sap.
You diversified
and I got burned,
can't be entertained,
since the log was hurled,
since the tree was whirled
one swoop of your axe,
wraps bluest of laces
and sweetest perfume scent.

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

You said, if I burned it down....
the ghosts inside you would drown.
The good of you was no trophy,
but you saw that of it in me.

I lit up that house in gasoline,
was it a crumbling routine,
to only move on from a perch,
a freezing soul that's submerged?

If my sign's fading, will yours glow
on to the wings of a stirring of crow
about to die head-first into the soil,
and time forgets such broth and boil....

Love
has left
as wrench
in the death,

There's alloy,
and sheets
of the metal,
a flock
of beginnings

I count sheep
as my thoughts
are twisted
like blistered
of no deep
of a river
eyes shall weep.

Take this last ****
of inflamed,
of some ******'s
believing
a twitch that woke
My name...
and time,
carries shame
and....

In the yard,
there's no garden,
with spades
as the soil hardens,
the world's as sick
as my poison
and I hate this.

"Stand your mark,
that 100 meter race
gold of the winning
was the only decent
achievement
in my life,
and my parents,
didn't see it.
they were
working...
I had no
medals
but
trembling
lips
upon
the
applause"

Echoes aren't heard if the violin
is played in key with the piano,
and the guitar can keep up with it.

Hands out of with naturally
starfish hands of the dishes
dried out and are cracking

Nights I only sleep well
if I'm not boiling
but freezing,
no shines exist in hell.

My loved ones are
either buried
or smoked
and faded
and how its so far....

A mouse trembles,
if it sees our eyes.

All the laughter in the lands
affects me like an absentee note,
a burial of the finest quicksand
I never existed & locked is the bolt,
Your letter implies finality
as my days lost my morality,
to the drinking and the drugs
it's time to wrap this in a rug.

Answers will go un-answered
as the gripping will release,
and my eyes that's been blurred
as my body floats the stream.

A community builds its walls,
confidence grows so tall,
comments from random poets
only make us more human.
Lets handle the in-fighting
and out-grow the toxicity,
we have our own laws.

When Anarchy is left to reign,
that's when I'll resign.
Encourage the rowing canoes
left to their own devices.
Diversity is beauty realized
and skills to entertain
encourage soaking in the rain,
splashing out ink tremor pain.

I get out of bed,
snuggly sheets released,
my ***** feet
and my body needs a rinse.
My fortune's been told
to no passionate kisses.
The spider tinkles
upon his release
from his big bad web,
and the depressed,
rusty old step,
in front of this ironic
of historical building,
same lived in reflecting.

Keep on talking in tidal craves,
and the love is washed over
pockets of beauty in air-waves,
the bitter taste of the clovers......
This sea-shell crab behaves,
before the waves smash this tower.
Not naive until the near-by caves
seek the "no run" from the showers.

Legitimately,
unbelievably
and sadly,
this weekend's booking
ends in humiliation
of a young woman.
The shower that bled
the before confidence
and the end of this tail
ends with a coward's stake,
upon her intoxication
sleep before she wakes
like snow white flakes
and the blood in her dress,
tells her everything.

Oh, blessed are the dust settling
on these old faded magazines,
it was my life to read them,
inch my hands over the ******
on-screen final girls imprinted.
The heroine that kicked the nest...
and won the day with a swift
ball busting kick between the legs.

The silks of the dresses
wisdom of fleeces,
of soft but realist
and the tambourines
The cotton of the pretty,
as my eyes shall match
in a circle of a batch,
but lays least of the pure well,
and this song goes to hell,
as one purist as the least
is Beauty and the Beast,
so goes well the fairy-tales
drink to this and all the mary hales.
An answer is the motion,
to how love gets to be on play,
sees the whooshing of locomotion,
and her eyes are on display,
this boy will be a prodigy
and its thanks to her beauty.
I mastered the violin
age 24, just to impress.
Writing poetry,
is the least
of my instruments.

Settled cotton and boiling
rice in the ***
smooth of a brushed
& perfect object
which every gaze
will ever be caught
in a maze
of ever-buzzing insects.

Lit of blue flames pouring
of sick gasoline
Leaves the scorched an
over-cooked chow mein.

Light up this heretic
Light me up.

The rags smell filthy
as the rats are rancid
tucking into the poison
of  bones and teeth.

Remember when,
I asked to be a heretic?

Good-bye
to nightly
rest,
take a bite
of this pizza
that has
my toppings
and my centred
oozing cheese.
Wraps over,
all the vegies
and the bacon,
pineapple,
the biggest
part of me.
Juicy and sweet
collides
with the salty,
of the beaches
of such ladies
in bikinis.
Wrapped up
and the lust
tests our devotion
and respectability
How it pushes
against appetite
for devourment.

My attraction with you,
is nothing but physical
as you're perfectly sweet,
but not your personality.

You bully all your friends
but my mind too is dark,
I have bad habits
as I swoon you in the park,
I have only one intention
and you're of vilest heresy.

Savage me with your bite,
& the sin of swinging flesh,
evil of passion into night,
Between us there's no stealth.

We cannot fool each other,
when courage cannot cower,
There is no trepidation
If a wish of annihilation,
ends up with both bruises
of our inflicted violations.

We bleed each other in sores,
A Chippendale to your *****,
I'm as cruel as your whipped tongue,
wrapped around this flash-bang,
off into the night we soar
as bats that lust had torn.

How is it the most dangerous
love is the one you grip,
yes, I am bibacious
Will canvas
capture this infamous
art in local gallery
and one of a kind piece?

You bred with pace
into wars colliding,
without any haste
No care for the children.

A sense of unspeakable,
demons graced the kids,
during the war with us.
You knew my instability,
but your mind-less
patience of no breaths
of fiery predictability.

You knew of my lunacy
but you shamed within.
I would have left no heresy
but you fought disgustingly.

What floats like a pelican's beak
shallow water of a picking
of water daring to breathe
Understand that life,
means truly nothing,
Only then, to understand
as sailors flick fish to sand
will you ever be so free.
I wish for Christianity,
but the book bleeds
worse than my hands,
Does not a flick,
flames disappearing
I'm struggling
as history poisons
to my beliefs.

Crazy *** best friend  I knew,
charisma not easily ignored.
You once said and you proved,
that this life that's never devoted,
Angels indulged on your heresy
your twisted mind of controversy.
But there's teenage rebellion
of a moment of bells returning
and thinking you were heard.
You used anyone flawed dreaming
of live roses growing as you're talking.
Your eyes wide open to the exploitation,
And I bore witness to the un-able to sleep....
I'm not the ******-path of my best friend,
You made a name for yourself as I slept,
before a boom of  targeted police station.

I wish to hold the tune inside of
your trees of lively charisma,
and dark-ness cutting
into the worse of us.
Bedding of just gentle
of cuddle-ness.
Is that bad or good?
There's no sin
of affectionately.

I can't be the dark arrow,
that you release on slowly,
upon hands of your pockets......
and my gentle fiery touching

I fade into the warmth,
and the curse of the bled
as your eyes ******....
and mine are marbles,
lost not to friendlies
but to her keeps.

I would have been happy,
just to have held you
for not lust but an eternity

I hate the white noise that collides with noises
The main road delivers death metal in my ears,
when its peak hour at 7 in the morning.
The bathroom fan's wearing motor's a piano wizard,
The tv blaring 30 meters away is distorted pop,
and sleepiness brain are her choiciest of lines.

I can't feel your thumb,
when my life just became,
its what leaves me numb,
a bottle of gear that's ***,
I hate my thinking of the plum,
juicy is and adds up to the sums.
I hate the wisdom of tease & fun
We'll talking biscuits and the crumbs.
A shadow's glum will be out-run.

I egregiously only need to exist
I precariously zoom and I wizz
that they see predominately
and worse is predetermination,
of the schizophrenia
of the snaps, crackle and bubbling,
pre-historing a built up medication
causes  neutropenia,
the white cells drop off,
but in my case they grew.
Its the red that became by few,
So I pop all of the pills,
To try to in-inadvertently
but sincerity is drowned
in stovepipes of whispered.
It was the alcoholism
that created disparity.
Now, its the lil pills
that he tells me too....
And I will forget you.
Tell that to existence
that even the lobotomized
remembers with no insistence.

I just wish to swim,
outside of you,
I just wish
to dream outside of you,
I just wish to be
internalized
deep inside of you.

Feels like the mouse frozen
when cornered,
Is it too late to stop my thoughts,
disturbing like heresy.
The dreams are stinging
of a nest of so questioned
by a wealth of hornets.
I rely on fallen of my broken
The only so called release of peace,
is when you fall in my arms asleep.
Captured in time of your innocence,
I couldn't..... despite your prettiness.
You are lacking in experience.
Infanticide best represents......
I couldn't go from shallow to deep.

hot roof, scatters the kittens
as a poet's words are written,
candles of both the co-existence
as the scarred demon's trying
to break through to the heavens.

Voices in time to the ticking clock
Noises in rhyme to hand in walk
Choices a hymn to splashes in docks
A rare disease to a cure's spawned
Wet clothes, ****** the latest trends
& naively end up the bitter end.
At least I admit my dispositions
aren't as felt by warmth of the silk,
are as welt of a candle's hilt,
melting down to my destruction.
I step outside my comfort zone,
to advance such.... semitonic.

There' a John locked up in this part of town
from 5 evening until 6 the next day,
Ambulances arrive for those can't come-down
those slurring or crazy as they say.
There are still whispers abound of urban legends
like how Jake fought off seven police,
before they tasered & caved his face in,
He was guilty of of all seven deadly sins.
The bar's on fire at this early night,
with young ones on awkward first dates,
The young man's swooned by her bare flesh
so gorgeously tight and feeling so fresh.
And those playing darts are many years apart,
as mutton compared to strawberry ****,
this pub has all so finely unique,
At least it keeps most **** off the streets.

He buries a small hole in the garden,
wraps her thoughtfully in a pink blanket,
tears will flow down his skin so hardened,
the crops that failed proved no gambit,

Lowers her gently, tilts her head forward,
tries to pray but his trembling words slur,
Every day-break she was with the orchids,
Carefully clipping and hand watered.

He still has a seat for her at the dinner table,
letting go of it has been far too painful,
He keeps her room as she had last left it,
scattered drawings and her red draped jacket.

I've seen the mustard devils
though truly in disguise
Stones will creak and crack
Sombrero obeys commands.
I shiver like ice-block residents
trying to warm under sheets,
dreaming as the demons,
as the saints couldn't await,
What else can I possibly say?

So many weeds need to bleed,
as my sobriety for's a decline
in the monsters' of pain...
An upset of just a seed,
I convince it's all fine,
and its's all so insane.
Before I this hour concedes,
Out of bursts of my brain
No chance of demons heeding.
I can only give so much sorry.
I do feel the punches so easily....

I cannot hurt any-more,
the bashing,
and the teeth
that
no...

There's no paradise.

I get sickened
of the type
of I can't
get
the
flick
of the salvation
lift my anchor......

No,
there is no,
flick of

Let it be,
memories

I won't
look behind
that door.

Let it go....
I'm harmless
of
a concision
No,
a true clown
Enduring


I already have.

Darkest roots wrap around this old cabin,
the vulnerable fragility of a breathless dragon
Shatters of star-dust flake over the tin roof,
and I wish to escape into the night sky
galloping wings & white unicorn hooves,
a freedom deliverance echoes cries.

As I'm breathless
through the storm,
I'm walking
and I'm so broke.
The peace-less,
aims to destroy,
my mind
but I bounce on through.

My Darling,
as you become form
and the Chester
that I held,
and this room
will weld.
to heart's blisters.
and a rope's cutting.

Hold the puzzling,
and the birds' worms
as the stalking
run with the egg
and the runny yoke
is of no fitting
of jig saw puzzles.

Chaos won't inspire me,
truth to the highest
of these mountains,
The past that sees
and the finest
wine that I dream.

I hate the valleys
swimming......

My pain was insufferable
as no guilt
was yours,
so this mess indescribable.......

But it came back as a rodent,
and its hell of the solvent.

What else can I say?

I ****** up,
but what about you?

A radio is no cardiology
but beats are like pistol beats
Discolored are in hemisphere
Dumb tight for his preying..
**** gets real with fresh fish,
& Wednesdays are not for walking,
dress up like MTV for free.....

These hills,
as I need
so I'll return
farms,
valleys
no
burnt
of
their
corn
fields.
My hatred,
your
toxicity
and
I'm
to
retire,
Please
stop this!!!!!

This
so
many
colored
and
the helium
is.....
balloons,
directly,
infection
You said
No women!!!

target
me
instead.
I'll be happy
to die......
I died
already,
broken bread.

The foreseen
destruction
a home,
up in flames.....

There's no,
comfort,
to this,
loneliness,

Her dreams,
are for real
Baptism
Not her wishes,

How do I not allure
and the songs,
not for my burial,
but it creates the swirl
Not for my promises.

I can't help this soul
to the unknown,
wish I could dig deep
but not the agonizing
of the cut-throat sheep.

This is when I end.....

I hear the excuses,
and their roles.
sending pictures,
not so lively,
It sickens me,
beautiful kid,

a daze of skies
can't take away,
You're fourteen
and this world
will escape
this cause of demons

Attraction is a moon
flying into
how every man
will eventually die,
but no excuse for your age,

Your smile
and your laughs
are a child's harbor
and not how the wired....
And your child of body
will be the exploitation
of their applauding,
He'll tell you secrets.....

He has you......
Walk away.
Be a child.

I came again and again,
sat in the corner,
drinking bundaberg ***
as you floated
like life given to spirits
on the dance-floor,
spinning discs of disco,
moves like an emerging
temptress and a saint
emerging into the one,
leaves a trail blazing wraith,
ghostly I  imagine your warmth...
A sun,
A bird,
A morning
pray,
A woman
Something
A feeling
Breakdown,
Nothing's said
but imagined.
Anchored.

**** the presidents
my corruption
too, shall,
if you wish,
I won't deny
I'm shy of a dish,
but my sins,
are no enable to this.
But **** the presidents,
Dream of a clear night,
where everything,
gets finally cleaned.
I know....
Why you think these lips
are always trembling,
I don't wish for shady demons
to sleep with me.
I barely get 3 hours,
with them tucked within.
My mind ticks and tocks,
within past of the clock.
Its been like this,
since kindergarten.
I braved and weathered,
but the truth is drying
of the crumbling
of all the insects.....

Remedy's like a melody soothes a gentle beat
thunder storms belt upon my thinking shores
and the wolf and the pelt catcher are broken links
seas stop rising to a herd of pure raw emotions.

I know if I don't
blow the river,
into little smithereens,
I can't be free
and its impossible
of such a dream.
I'm without now,
love of anyone.
river flows my bones
and how to comb from that,
but its a struggle
and from the rascal,
I reached the bottom....
Struggling
to emerge from that.

(RGH)

The startled of frozen,
like a soul's been tasered
a bridge apart to flee,
No wild to be comforted
in homeless of the sheltered,
Mumbling back streets,
of fallacy of the demons.
Anger of a sign "no exit."
Trying but each day's wasted
in my father's shameful eyes,
I have nothing left to say,
flicking pebbles before it rains,
haphazard movement of trains,
I just wish to jump in front of in.


(Jay Jelly)

Swinging from
My pendulum
Pressure cooker
Held my breath
It almost buried me
Wiping sweat
From my brow
Deceived by the notions
The lacking of understanding
What’s two feet in front of me
Miscellaneous calculations
Backfired

(RGH)

The start of misery,
a child's woken ears
to hairy situation
of startled fears.
I'll barely consciously
swipe & to weep
in ****** of history.

I whispered my secrets
to darkness of demons,
became my possession
and my repressions
Anger was silence,
and peace was a fleet,
bobbing up in the bay,
and I vision it to this day.

(Jay Jelly)

Bottoms up
Even the chaos
Can speak
A striking
Resemblance shows face
Quieter clusters similar
Cut the
Umbilical cord
Like an umbrella
Drowned out at sea
Music box
Priceless inheritance
Yet the gold is rusting
Reprinting making anew
The fraudulent tones
Fading harmony
Fallen star
Not far behind
The distance between
You can’t fathom
Losing my reality
Swinging from
My pendulum
Pressure cooker
I held my breath to long
It almost buried me
Wiping sweat
From my brow
Deceived by the notions
The lacking of understanding
What’s two feet in front of me
Miscellaneous acquaintances
Mis calculations
Add up
Backfired in a positive light
Patiently awaiting a revival

A beauty gets
lost in poison
of a cleaner's
intoxication
He
promised
the green
of irony
And
the *****
of
her
sparkling
eyes
shall die,
within
darkness
drinking
of
her temple....

White
of lines,
of forever....
darkness,
sunken
underneath.

Don't please,
hear me the triumph
of the demonizes
and she's will least,
break my frenzies
I buried her, so brave,
and now, she's savvy,
and I cannot please.......
How she's breaking free.....

If she is just the rib of man,
I'm less worth than a dog's collar.
the muttering of veterans
of a war called Vietnam,
and my own mind
I was not eighteen.
but yet I've seen
worse of humanity
Every **** kid
sees the news.
feed-back,
a bully's blame,
until the suicide.
Homeless streets
in the city.
I've seen fathers,
arguing
with daughters
and chasing them,
for honor killings?
I'm ghosting
today's humanity.

Any-thing,
on a beak,
regurgitated
the sickness
the swallow.....
A push of *******
to such a myth
of your gallows,
un-comforting
of a cells' pillow.


Pain hysteria
brings
rusty walls
comes
the leak
and flows comes
freezing
and
my enemies,
will bite
the bullet,
The stream
bubbling red frosts,
of wanted
criminals
below zero.

Callous of the brings
preys on weak
and wrecking *****
agonized
to the circus
of the blessed
that will obey,
A reaped
with a scythe,
festering
is the devil's
attraction
to your pre-
occupation
of God's work,
with a smirk.

*******.

******* for your tattoos,
earning you-tube points,
See that your victims.
have no point of view,
as money's breathless
and your self confessed
of guilt of reflection
upon your own inflictions
Never find the suicides
of those who are innocent,
Continue Vigilante.
Earn those golden views.

100,000 views tonight
and 24 hours are free
to all new subscribers.
His history of anarchy,
green felt exploitation
to his naive simplicity,
in his victims' eyes,
free would be brevity
if no abandoned lies
but you proved a *******.
What's hiding in his closet,
to be the Judge un-announced....
Such un-voted amateurism,
stimulation of his hypocrisy
Sleep soundly all the babies
& his contradictions....

A photo of expressive beauty,
forever in my mind,
as you undressed,
A lady who is stirringly
tauntingly
teasing
memorizing
Statue-like
lovingly
toy­ing
brushing gorgeous hair.
I met you in an exotic bar,
and now I can only be par,
At the exotic resort,
with parked
pristine cars
I can't compete with.

Where the grip releases the birds,
and helium balloons are for lease,
and tear the faces of the children
shaking their heads to trusting words.

Spinning soda top bottle,
in a ***** alley-way.
memories are buried,
in the sand ants hurried
for not but a temple.
but their scars to fodder.

Pick on me as I'm different.
To hell with assumptions
This is the ****** Internet
I feed you ******* and secrets,
lies and never glowing me
when your blackest vessel
is filled with greasy toxicity.