Velvet touch through crimson gloves,
Jim beam and laserbeams,
ice cubes and dissolving scenes.
revolving dreams, and closing doors.
metaphors,
have we met before?
Familiar face, ghost tinged skin.
I see through you with x ray vision.
Doormats and matadors,
The house of cards all over the floor.
Card tricks and loose lips.
Lipstick and misfits in each and every district.
Misguided violence, breaking the silence.
The pin drops but bursts the earth,
the secrets rise but remain unheard.


The bubble pops,

the penny drops.
Adrenaline of ten men combined,
demonic trance and piercing eyes.
Lie to me freely,
freaks speak with free speech,
and never reach potential.
A sentinels honour,
but a peasants workrate,
role reversal curdles and the hurdles change landscapes.

Constant contours,
a colourful conscience,
that constantly wants more,
o
ominous nonsense.
Breaking bread on the deathbed.
Let them rise phoenix,
the ashes have done there rounds,
compressed underground,
look what they found.
charcoal, oil and natural gas.
Running your mouth,
then running out fast.