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Mosh Microbiomes Aug 2016
Lie down and eventually bury yourself
Twenty pages, your mind is someplace else
Marry your mind to the old bookman font
Escape to a reality that will never haunt

Caricatures of your imagination
Yes, probably a big white hoax
But cults&planets; couldn't have been unearthed
If man stayed under his 'real' invisibility cloak.
Mosh Microbiomes Aug 2016
Snap, there you go again
All that yoga, all in vain
Four glasses of wine down
Successfully pushed everyone around

****, they're going to flip out
Call my name but don't shout
Yes, call me insane
Sure, no misery exists in my pain
Mosh Microbiomes Aug 2016
Today, I will talk loudly
The thoughts are already shouting
Today, I will dust myself
The people are already doubting

No matter, I will conquer
For isn't my mind, my whole world
No matter, I'll comb my hair
Too late though, all has curled

I still anticipate glory in gore
I've to just make it through the night
Tomorrow too, I've to be my own muse
My mind is my only escape, can't keep it sore.
Mosh Microbiomes Jul 2016
Cigarette-smoke blowing off balconies
And off our rusty intimacy
Took your hand, took a twirl and fell
Into an ocean of what we called taboo

I never swam to get to the coast
The incalculable company I chose
I never yelled out to lend me a boat
Just felt happy going in circles with you

Promising to take me to your favourite places
I warned you about the reducing space
Holding me fiercely in front of the Sharks
You loved me like I was your favourite place

One fine day I stumble across the coast
As hysterical as a blind man who can see
But I want to again swim away with you
So I turn towards you and start drowning
Cause nobody really fell into the ocean with me.
  Jun 2016 Mosh Microbiomes
Happynessa
Within the centre of your being
May you find peace
Every act of unconditional love
Echoes in eternity
Spread your wings and dance
Dreams into reality
If your situation  won't change
Then change yourself
The optimist is often as wrong
As the pessimist
But he is far far happier
Choose happiness
Oh won't you butter my squash?

Clean my seeds
Like the sins of my past

The baked passion inside
The oven racks
Racks
Racks

Stack the inner radiance
And peal me

The smooth orange paste
Will feel really zesty

Stay here on my cutting board
Send knives of kisses

Be merciless inside the sink
Blinking boiling stink

And watch as I eat your intestines
Mosh Microbiomes May 2016
Who's to know right from wrong
If the wrong is all your eyes can see
Your mind is stuck on that one song
Hateful song that sadly gives you glee

Who's to know the correct faction
Empty passion filled with no voice
The sweet nothing mansion of options
The deceitful proof of choice

Who's to say if you will exceed
Jammed in a pocket full of confetti
In the end, even after you bleed
Blasting with colour but no identity

Who's to say you're special
Special only if you do the obvious
So start pacing in dimensional
Basking in uncertainty will make you glorious.
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