young eyes and young hearts are opening
forming bridges and questioning
gifts are everywhere that you look
the face of god is your own face
the sight of angels is filled with grace
umpires call the shots from their tree houses
while entire empires have fallen
faster than those very same tree tops

i remember your voice
it spoke to me before
her aged lips and salty hips
had sunken in the ground
like lemon trees
they will bring you joy
and sorrow, each in turn

how it rings
for your soul
how the well drinks
from these ferns
into diamonds
forests burn
your eyes are smiling
your nose is hiding
your tears are shining
your fruits are growing
i am throwing all this music at your feet
you bend down to greet the night
as she crawls in heat
her aching heart wanders
into precocious streets
the provocation of the situation
is immanently sweet
you sing the song for nothing
and dance for each one that you meet

agitated we danced
hot-blooded and bullied by our inner children
your hands touched mine
so much time passed
before one could look the other in the eye
in the eye i saw one color
one color pouring from the waterfall
a thousand doors
a thousand doors
opening
closing
practice sitting in silence
and surely you shall break free
of insincere eyelids
that wink at you when you fall

Are you listening to the whispers? are you feeling scandalised?
Harbouring ***** little feelings that you wanna sanitise?
Walk through the swinging doors of a catholic franchise
Ask em for that sailors knot a black-n-white man-ties

To the pairs of prying eyes his practical rebuke
Is a marital disguise and a tactical puke
Throw the garter ‘mongst the pigeons, the voluntary victims...
Whose single minds are filled with matrimonial conviction

Paired up poets pool their miseries; the price of art
Each miserable synergy - the sum of its parts
Did he swear that he’d hold you ever dear to his heart?
To love and to cherish til your knees did part?

If she wants you like her father and you want her like your mother
What the hell are you gonna do when you’re bored of one another?

There she stands on ceremony all silk and sinew
While the vow evicted from his Adam’s apple continues
To stutter as the panic builds like stifled farts
Til it splutters its devotions on her lady parts

Her eyes sentence you to sit though your neck-hairs stand
She’s the ****** ****** written in the lines on your palm
Old scores squeeze sideways through her gritted teeth
And he takes on the debt of every promise she believed

Hide the love-bites in a polo-neck, your love life in a Rolodex
When the ***** hand of happen-stance runs its evil down your keks
Cos like the indelible digits on your bathroom mirror
Love is for life until you dress it with liquor

If she wants you like her father and you want her like your mother
What the hell are you gonna do when you’re bored of one another?

We are but experiments, seven billion shades of wrong
The clever ones stay celibate, the others pass it on
That’s an easy line to settle-on in present company
Single-riders in the peloton to pick up the debris