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Peter Kiggin Jun 2016
Big red candle

I smoked some ****** which I thought I could handle
I went to sleep for some hours and my head began to jangle
I dreamed of you so much I smoked some more then I lit a big red candle
It was any day as the light from the window went away and I could feel the breeze as I slept the sweat trickled down my knees then I had to swim for the shore so I paddled
I sit down stairs amongst others looking through the TV as my dream had long since gone
I had a blank expression like the politicians that talked for so long
So I went out robbing then some ****** I took
I didn't care about anything I just didn't give a fk
I lit my big red candle and my world was off the hook
I'd sleep and dream forever while angels bowed and looked
Then when the dream was over I heard voices talking to me telling me to go and rob it was all I thought about this body was a vessel for my misery taken away by a substance that made my body shook
Then I woke inside a hospital for the terminally incapable of thinking and I had to s
t inside a cardboard cup
No more lighting big red candles or else I'd be permanently locked up.
intervention
Peter Kiggin May 2016
I am the sea
Vast expansive me
They are the rocks
forever eroding stops
I am the sea
Depths of a degree
Upsurge of volcanic magma
Do la do la do la
I am the sea
Escape it free
Sun burns on the beach
Try to teach
I am the sea
State my plea
Nothing but fuel below us
Smoke filled sky must
Eye am the see
nature
Peter Kiggin May 2016
Aging


The lazy orange hammock *******

Drink down my thought into your skin,

of lazy orange hammock swinging.

lie down easy and look at the sky , the sun burning away the clouds which turn whispy and start thinning.

orange hammocks between great fragrant green pine trees as the autumn winds come in.

lazy orange hammock swinging as my mind centres on time travelling,

all we are doing is lazy orange hammock swinging as the autumn winds come in.

all we are doing is lazy orange hammock swinging as the autumn winds come in.
Seasons change
Peter Kiggin May 2016
Mrs Little Spider.




spinning little spider making all your webs;

you make em coz you're hungry then you make some baby little eggs.

what's wrong little spider you're looking very old;

your children have all grown up but you look sad sitting on the window sill gettin chilly and cold.

settle down little spider I'm sure you know that life to you is held so very dear;

and when you go to heaven you know that your children and I will shed a little tear.

so good night little spider with your spindly little legs;

I've enjoyed your company very much and thank you for keeping the flies away with your beautifully symmetrical perfect spinning webs.


Goodbye............................. Mrs Little spider.
nature
Peter Kiggin May 2016
Anarchy disturbs the freaks


Who am I to wear these clothes and tell you of dishonour
A man whose fought so many fights that night and day can wait until tomorrow
Colours seep inside my head and make pictures of Autumn when muddy fields run water
To take a mans maiden fair of hair is a brother who makes a martyr
To run with wolves instead is part of manhood but watch here comes the farmer
Two barrells I look down now but always stay one step ahead and keep it safe to barter
The casualties of war are all around with bars upon and society has rats to catch yah
I live a life that's had it's deaths and friends along the way boy and so I say to you wear your colours to your chest and tomorrow is ever after.
Anarchic brothers
Peter Kiggin May 2016
Think then always think again.


Chances are by now you have had the experience to know what fate means
A none coincidental natural occurrence that changes you and possibly all you have ever dreamed
You cannot avoid these occurrences as they happen when you least expect them or naturally without you being aware it seems
There will come a time in space when an occurrence will happen that will mean the end of human existence and everything will be as if we have never been
All scientists realise this yet they have sheer hope and that is all they have to find a mathematical definition of what could be done to carry on living through deep space and find a place in a universes means
Will nature show us the ultimate key to our salvation or has nature shown us the pathway to a brighter more intelligent scheme
Perhaps this is why we spend so much time sleeping because the brain needs to compute all the components neccessary for such magnitude yet foreseen
Many men on this place we call Earth have given up on the idea that this will ever happen but fate tells us otherwise so when you watch the sky at night don't be surprised if we're being watched by beings already been handed fate to them now I am ready to beam.
transformation
Peter Kiggin May 2016
A cultural cup of tea


Coffee isn't my bean but give me tea leaves
A cup of cha do la not cocoa ta no ta
Brew me up chuck no Italian espresso like muck
Caffeine in the shape of a tea bag in a mug glug slug glug
Two sugars please love as I wink to see her breast in the gaze of my eyes pleased
No Darjeeling just plain old tea with a tea spoon and a bag to strenuously squeeze
A British moment of the day that almost everyone lifts their cup and elbows to the skies
I am an English man and I will have a decent cup of tea because it is in my cultural rites
urban
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