For along time lips I have not kissed
A sensation  I haven't enjoyed
My emotions went a bit haywire
Electricity  was well employed
When lips met  its like cyanide rain
All locked up in imaginative gain
The taste of lips is like commercial  suicide
Take the haw and the ******* take Them for a ride.
I'm not saying the taste is  in the lips
Sure it is .im sure it is

Mornings always broken
Icicles form in flame
I'm doing the foxtrot
In razor blade rain.
Afternoon then arrives
Drugs have kicked in
All things being unequal
A symphony of din.
Darkness has fallen
Time will not rhyme
I'm waiting for midnight
With a six o'clock chime.
Mornings always broken
On a pillow of glass
Why doesn't the sun
Shine out of my ****?

im going to heaven in my rowing boat
With a kangaroo and a hippo named Fred
The journey seemed to be  quite interesting
until Fred had a dump.
I'm going to heaven in a bright yellow car
Because the boat was covered in ****.
Heaven is a place on earth
it's not imaginary you know
Clangers  live upon the moon
in a sweet diverse picture show.
Poetry is not my strongest point
But I play a mean game of darts,
While unraveling an anagram
Of thee orchestra and thee cart horse
o sol le mio
Ice cream for me I'm still going to heaven
Cause I got a ticket

All the dead live in my shed
It's heaven
All the dead live in my shed
It's hell.
There is always a light on
But I'm not at home
With all the dead I'm never alone.
They taught me wisdom
But never been wise
They tell me never to hate
As your heart slowly dies
We are all statistics whom
Wind up dead
Then please come to, to live in my shed

Fallen from my pedastol
Drowning in my sorrow,
Dark days on thee horizon
Can,t face many more tomorrow,
The audience and the pedastol
I was not born for such a scene
The life of the fallen actor
Summed up in cyanide ice cream.

I'm twenty watts
A little bit dim,
Intelligent not I
It's not all grim.
Grey cells,little weak
talk in riddles
Tongue in cheek
Twenty watts a little dim
Ten watts for me
Eleven watts for him

Public house
Sweet glass of cider
Beautiful lady
I sat beside her,
Said our hello's
Lips were kissed
conversed awhile
Then we got ******.
*** hours later
Six on our minds
Wobbling along to
Home it we cannot find,
Pavement sitting
Alcohol fuelled night
Soiled me underwear
Sweet.

Too many troubles
Seeing no way out
Spinning spinning
No more rules to flout.
All the traffic lights
Are stuck on red
The only option
Is to wind up dead.
Too many troubles
Dead ends are rife
Stuck on a merry go round
All darkness in life.
Your breath is shallow
Your eyes so red
The only way out
Is a bullet to the head.
Look my friend
If it’s life you dread
Yes it’s a good call to
Shoot yourself in the head.
Too many troubles
No food for the feast
All but sad so rest in peace.

wheelhouse dark
emotionless freak
Floating in a storm
Everything is bleak.
Dancing with hell
In a bottomless pit
Wheelhouse dark
Covered in ****.
Friday morning
Never to be seen
My date with the maker
wheelhouse unclean.
Nice clean shirt
Pants and a belt
Everything bleak
This is how I felt
Rubber bullets
Bouncesd around my brain
Wheelhouse broken
I'm going insane.
Dancing with a swan
On a lake so black
Even thee eider
Doesn't paper the crack.
Who am I now the wheelhouse is dark
Ask the bench in a lonely park.

I am a discarded metal tin
Rolling down the road
My substance has deserted me
my passport my barcode
All that's left is my outer shell
My metal overcoat
Soaked up all lifes miseries
Just to stay afloat
A kindly breeze helps me on my way
A kick from a friendly foot
Travelling on life's highway
Trying to be understood

Death is just a breath away
Cut your throat now no delay
Life is just more wasting time
Can this ditty be really a crime
Go on do it ,you really well can
Blade is sharp is it all going to plan
Listen to me heaven can't wait
So cut your throat before its to late.

Eft the newt
In its pin striped suit
Dancing with the clown,
Big red nose,big red boots
Knocking the boundaries down.

Time to die
Into the black
Going forward
No turning back

Shattered bones
Streams of red
we the sacrificed
We're blindly led

I had no religion
I had no flag
I had no poppies
In my body bag

Time to die
Into the black
No more going forward
I cannot turn back

Obituary in tutorials
Named on memorials
There's no glory in war
Just death.

Floccinaucinihilipilification
It’s  a long word spreading
Cruelly throughout our nation.
Prices high, feeling cold
So much hate,  Im getting old
I  will now confess
It’s gone all a mess
I got this feeling of
Worth full ness.

Talons crushing
Unstable thoughts,
Synapses and Demons
make love,
Looking into dark abyss
Needing a little shove.
Tight rope walking
Between two lobes
Holding acid pole
waltzing with unstable thoughts
burns thee inner soul

Riding along on a nuclear bomb
Americans ,Koreans sabre
Rattling a song
Who's afraid of the big bad wolf
Who's afraid of the big bad wolf
Can we all live on a island in the sun
Death to humanity as it really begun
The raging lion black petals fall
Come on mr trump you have to call

Love is a tidal wave of emotion,
A symphony of smile
Cocooned in harmony
Please can you stay a short while
Flowers blossoming in the midday sun,
To a crescendo of smell
All Wrapped up in cotton wool
Besotted I can tell
Swimming in delirium
Swimming in total bliss
Waiting with the tingles
To receive that first sweet kiss
Giving and receiving
Prose and the right text
Love will last at least to tomorrow
All depends on what you do next.

Mine eyes are blind
But I can see
I carry my imagination
Around with me

Mother with an empty chair
It's a hazard,a side affect of war
Father with an empty chair
Asking what was it all for
Fighting for freedom
Fighting for political gain
Fighting for anything is
Going to cause somebody pain
Especially for the suicide bomber
Asking for a day of sick
Just to become a broken wall
Now missing a lot of brick
Mother with an empty chair
At home left with just despair
Pictures, framed photographs
Do governments really care.

Barbed wire inside a silk purse.
A woman of beauty just a curse.
Eyes so piercing,chards of glass
Only the brave would touch her ****.
Cursed souls still they tried
For a glance of her beauty
They accepted and died.
We put her on a pedastol
Cancerous to the core
Medusa you are whom we adore

Yellow purple
Green and blue
Your my rainbow
I guess thats you,
You bring
colour
To my
being,
It’s so beautiful
What I’m seeing.
Yellow purple
Red and Green
Life’s a countryside
Your so serene,
Your motion is
like a butterfly
Your so annoying
Go away and die.

Devil woman
You are my sin,
Devil woman
You hurt me within,
Devil woman
Devour my chains,
Devil woman
Life isn’t plain,
Devil woman
What a pleasure,
Devil woman
Such a treasure,
Devil woman
Loving with ease,
Devil woman is
Such a tease,
Devil woman
Can I be free
So l can
start this
Game of monopoly.

I am marcell deuschamp of
Poetry I like to write some crap
Sitting on a toilet seat
Waiting for a bigish,super mishap
Am I an artist I like to take the ****
Liking my work shall always go amiss.
Whistler had his mother
Edvard munch got his scream
Constable had his haywain
While my ***** stayed unclean
Wordsworth has got all his words
Aesop reads his fable
Deuschamp had no talent so he just
crapped upon his table
Vincent had his flowers
Shakespeare had his plays
I like writing crap poetry
Just to fill up all my days

My new friend
I met a sweet snail three years ago
She arrived on my door step today
Looking a bit sleepy, oh so sluggish
So we didn't go out and play
We watched a film we ate some eats
No salt please on our lettuce leafs
Her name is Michelle such an elegant snail
We kissed goodbye and she left with a trail

Taking everything
Everything that was free
Taking the flowers,
Flowers from the open cemetery
Mean as ebineezer scrooge
A man with a terrible curse
He once pinched fifty pounds
Out of mother Teresa's
Purse
Nothing phased him
He was Mean as he could be
Even took a shilling
Of child who was only three
This mean old bar steward
Destined to expire all alone
Even God wiped all his memories
And left him,well bared to the bone
Didn't deserve an epitaph
For it would have surely read
Hear lies one mean bar steward
Everyone's quite happy now he's
Meanly dead

Dark dreams
Red streams
Black roses
Humans screams

Mothers fathers
Sons and daughters
Black roses
Human slaughter

Fallen seeds
Hearts bled
Black roses
Soil been fed

Innocence white
Sadness grey
Colours help
Through the day.
Golden heart
True blue
Seas of colour
For me and you.
Red cherries
Blue berries
Let these
Colours flow,
Into the
***
At the end
of your
Rainbow.

The man who
Invented
Scrabble died,
Was it natural
Or third degree
Put the words
Down. maybe.
Numbers attached
To letters
place
Them on a board
Put them on a
Triple just to
Boost your score.
Double was the trouble
Triple always red
Then one day a word
Did play
Fantastically high of
Score
Scrabble man had
Heart attack
He can’t play no more

I **** you
You **** me
Let's hold hands together
You **** me
I **** you
It doesn't solve whatever

Me being dead
You being dead
Let's be dead together
You being dead
Me being dead
Hasn't solved whatever

Hindsight in what's been done
It wasn't all that clever
Better to have held hands
And tried to solve whatever

Walking among tombstones
Being at home with the dead
Living with footsteps that leave no tread
Smell of the corpse,the odour of hell
Come and join me,have no story to tell.
we can drink some wine entwine as one
Walking among tombstones can be so much fun
Read my name, read thee epitaph
On the road to hell it could be a laugh
Living with footsteps that make no sound
To walk with me ,you must enter the ground

Notifying hell
impending demise
Need a room with a view
And a bag of French fries
The host is a ghost
With head of horns
Doomed I was ,since
The day I was born.
Evil flowed through my
troublesome veins
Where ever I ****
It left a black stain.
Life did **** I was not to wise
So I'm notifying hell
Of my impending demise

How do you spin
The whole world a yarn
Just tell them  a  blatant lie
Who really gives a ****
When you no your gonna die.
I love you, you love me
Best yarn ever told,
people have danced to many a tune
While the pack monkey
Will not break the mould

Storms arising
Sky so black
Daggers sharp
Bloodied back

Clouds so red
Rivers ran dry
daggers so sharp
Double cross why

Broke my heart
Lies so deep
Daggers so sharp
I shall not weep

Head like a ******
Now I must turn
I tasted you
Now I must burn

Candy apple rain
Sweetness in those lips,
Picture of you did
Launch a thousand ships.
My sweet little, Lady Luck
The woman of my dream.
You could never end up
In Edvard munches scream.
They you were inside a frame
Decorating my papered wall,
Im still dreaming that one sunny day,
That you might give me a call.
Candy apple rain
Blossoming everyday
Pleasure from your poster
Pleased me in just that perfect way.

poppy day
Is every day
If your going
To remember the fallen

I have no flag
I have no religion
The past is the past
We did not learn

Oppressed by thee oppressor
Will you die for the poppy
I can't remember the dead
Let's have a poppy for the future

A **** spy
A woman of joy
Lovers in war
I was their boy
Growing up
Twisted and wrong
for this earth
I did not belong
Running wild
Thee alpha male
From these shores
One had to sail
Crossed so many oceans
Crossed so many seas
Those fearsome waves
They believed in me
Reaching open land
Alpha and free
Running wild
This was right for me
To eat I could ****
This I understood
I needed the taste
Of nice warm blood
Animals and humans
We're being ate at my table
Cannibilistic me
So sociabally unstable
I was the hunter
Everything was prey
Those wolves in society
Will once win the day
Born a killer
From two twisted souls
Heart of a lion
Bitter and cold
everywhere I travelled
Pastures turned red
So I cut my throat now
On those plains I lay dead.
the wolves devoured me
They had,now had there day
The law of nature says its
The ******* way

Politicians born and bred
Manifesto
Easily lead.
The power is in the money
The dollar or the yen
Waltzing with mien kampf
We don't let that happen again.
manipulating the faithful
Singing them a welcome tune
I'm not voting for anyone
I'm sensible a ******* loon

Just Popped out to buy a paper
Returning so happy four days later
Met a lady in the street
Very beautiful,very petite.
we hugged,we talked
We sang we walked
Four days and nights we lived
For each other
Just by chance I had met
My mother

Sweet little spots
on a Dalmatians coat,
The plimsol line
On a turquoise boat.
Jack in the box
With a turbo Spring
A door bell dancing
To its own ring ting.
Alone I am in a dull
Sound proof room,
Come to me nurse
With your razor sharp spoon
Oh I do like to be beside the seaside

All the dead live in my shed
Overcrowded yes it is
All the dead live in my shed
Smelly yes it is
All the dead live in my shed
Diversity yes there is
All the dead live in my shed
Noisy no it's not
Because if it was somebody
Would have complained
By now

Who was it,the first In space
I can tell you it was a cow.
It wasn't the spoon who
Jumped over the moon
It just got mixed up somehow.
Mother Hubbard sat on a wall
Ole King Cole never went to the ball.
Humpty Dumpty watched his garden so green
While the ugly sisters kept cinders unclean
What was poor old bo peep to do
Ask Sherlock I tell you haven't got a clue.
Forgive me people it's all bill hook
Shoot the piano player I'm only the cook

Thrill seeker me
I jumped of a kerb
Me and my tiny
Brain thought
It was superb.
Life don’t exist
If you say
I can’t
Take it from me
This thrill seeker
Ant

Express train chuffing
Inside the skull.
It's raging
Red to a fat face bull,
vipers,snipers everywhere
mind so dark
It's really not fair
Chemical,chemicals
Saturate the brain
Barbwiring me up
Inside acid rain

I love me ,i love me
Let's love me together
Let's waltz  have some ***
inside all clement weather.
Mirror mirror on the wall
thank you for excepting my lips
Sweet little narcacistic me
Unable to love other ships

I want to be a fish
Learn to drive a tank
I want to be a turnip
And become a tiller in a bank
I want to be a lampost
And work down the sewer
I want to be an e mail
Because elephants are getting fewer
I want to be a chicken
So I can cross the road
I want to be the difference
between a frog and a toad
I wanna be a spice girl
And be able to sing
I want to castrate chuck berry
And strangle his ding a ling
I want to be an allotment
I think I've lost the plot
I need to be taken aside
And just humanely shot

There Was i on the gallows
I had committed a heinous crime.
Robbed a bank,killed a cop
So now its realisation time.
Wooden overcoat,I was about to wear
So I gave the hangman one happy stare,
blew a kiss to the beautiful world,
Then popped out me crooked tongue,
Then everything went deathly silent,
I knew all me songs had been sung

I'm pinching poems
I'm getting ideas
I'm learning from
The skill of the quill.  
Alphabet dancing
Among the words
Stories never stay still
Truths and lies
Live in disguise
It's the wonder of the word

Dreaming of a loving encounter
My emotions burn ,
Acid rain pours
From a uncertain watering can
What do I do when I haven't a clue
I **** myself

Dark dreams
Red streams
Black roses
Human screams.

Mothers fathers
Sons and daughters
Black roses
Human slaughter.

Fallen seeds
Hearts bled
Black roses
Soil fed.

They come and go
These horrible thoughts,
Not staying long
Never to be caught.
The thought police
Are grabbing and pulling,
There I stand a rusty shilling.
Twisted mind a tortured soul
I swim around my begging bowl.
The Ravens peck at my open eyes
A nightmare in which I live
Sometimes I wish that I could cry
My head is an open sieve.