It's 11 o'clock on christmas eve
so I decide to sleep under the christmas tree
I want to catch a glimpse of this red suited chap
to see what presents he will pull out of his sack
before laying my sleeping bag under the pines
I put out a tray of cookies and some mulled wine

The fairy lights do slowly flicker
and from down here the tinsel looks much thicker
I can't see the angel on top
but she told me if she see's the feller she'll cough
it's a all night vigil you see
sleeping under the christmas tree


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

It was his last experiment of the year
he was transporting himself to another pod
sitting in the transport container
he asked his colleague to flick the switch
with a flash, fizz, pop and bang
he disappeared for one and reappeared in the other one again

But oh tragic miscalculations
from the pod he did slid to the floor
for he was just flesh and skin
with not one bones within
then with a gargle he did spit and plead
someone please just **** me

No no they said, this is against protocol
we must know where we went wrong
it's our benefactors we must call
we are sure they will be here before too long
then they left him there behind the secure door
with him still begging and slobbering,  please just.......


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

A baby is pulled from a burning building
by a puppy on a leather leash
another jumps in a freezing lake
to give a drowning man relief

This brave boy just stopped a armed robber
with nothing but his teeth
and this chap here, this diminutive thing here
did bark so loud, the police could find the thief

Such dogs of courage
such bravely to know
so if you find a dog stray
do not hesitate to take it home


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

They roam the streets when all is dark
mischief and mayhem is their lark
they have the most grotesque of features
with heads the size of watermelons
and clinging clawing talons for hands
at night best you stay in and not roam this land

Spinning with fury they bring destruction
tearing up trees in parks under construction
the noise of them wailing and screaming
makes for a nightmare, yet you're not dreaming
they shake your windows and rattle on doors
poor pets like cats and dogs do cover their ears with their paws

These horrid monsters of mayhem
swear and curse pleading for you to let them in
but never unbolt your doors
and never leave a window open, it's a sin
for if you do, it would be a foolish thing
as monsters of mayhem only chaos do they bring


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

In the shadow of the serpent
where only the Jalla trees do grow
a lonely old man was sitting
just there, under the most ancient Jalla tree

He beckoned for me to come over
waving his frail and brittle hands
so with a wave I confirmed our meeting
then crossed the desert sands

He whispered that he wanted to talk to me
I shook my head in panic
I did plead with him, beseeched him
not in the shadow of the serpent

He would not comply
he wanted to tell why he was here
he said he knew me well
but his pleas fell on deaf ears

None must say my true name
in the shadow of the serpent


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Oh my don't you have one ugly baby
you're brave to be feeding that beast
if it was mine my dear
it would be more then deceased

Really, should it have teeth at it's age
then at the same time
I have never seen a kid with six fingers

What dog faced boy did you entwine
to have a child with the face of a swine
do yourself a favour, and you just throw it away
I'm sure some other ******* will ******* one day


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

The doors keep opening and closing, yet no one comes in
so I throw another few poems in the recycle bin
I hate this ****** town, it's full of conformist
whilst I am a jet black gothic fascist

You would never want to live in nutsville
it makes me want to puke green bile
I'm leaving this shoddy ****** land
with it's government filled with pedophiles

There has to be something better
any ****** place would be better
then living in this **** hole
it's a crap life living in nutsville


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris