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James Daniel Jul 6
I can't tell another lie
My teeth will fall out

Apologies to anyone who has waited up

But I have to get myself out of this for me

And to all those dreams
I let go


I can't tell another lie

I'm as low as the road
Listening to approaching cars
That don't come
That don't go

Time moves so fast

I can't tell another lie


I'll collect my thoughts
My sounds and ideas
I'll send them out
So that you can hear

I love the buzz

There are so many pictures
I stick to my screen
They cloud my mind with need

I need to get free
To get off on myself

I can't tell another lie

I'm moving slow
Re-charging
In a world moving so fast
Sirens in the distance
The calm sunset over a busy city
James Daniel Jul 2
Give me the empty box
Then we can start somewhere
James Daniel Jul 2
I've cordoned off the carpark.
I prowl it like a mad dog.
But when that dog sleeps
You could rub your hand along its teeth.

It's a mad setting.
But it's emotion.

Maybe I should move around a little
Give it a little slack.

But this is my currency.
And I guess I should not be insecure about going broke

Cos no matter where the world goes
It will always be there

Or I'll have to train to fight electronic dogs.
James Daniel Jul 2
Scatter light
Scatter mind

I've been scattered
Just as dust in the light
Unfocused

Refresh me with your magic

I'm done
I know it

I've joined with the dead roads
And dreamless lights
I'm no-where

We've all been stamped
We've all been made the fool
Destroyed
Half-eaten
But we're here
I'm here

Refresh me with your magic

This empty vase
I guard it with my life
And to be honest
It's all I have

Where are the flowers now?

Refresh me with your magic
James Daniel May 17
I'm no one to talk about stability
I'm a ****** too
But what if I saw just one thing thru?

To leave it be
To respect it

To not quarter each limb

Some kind of veneration

Could I even do that?
Me?
James Daniel May 13
Dear Moon,

Thanks for never failing
to tickle my sense of wonder
James Daniel May 6
A door between
Living and creativity
On a floating shore
Where it is, no-one knows

As a young man
I tried to know
I went with eyes open
But doors closed
But magic isn't solid gold

I live my life around it though
Waiting, and listening
Listening like a wolf

For that door
Between living and creativity
On a floating shore
Where it is, no-one knows
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