Across the way seems taught,
It stretches the wits
Lifeless forms, unyielding but fraught
Flowing from the depths

Neophyte the new thought take
mirrored opacity
Dumb mouths, cease to communicate
All out in the middle ground

Lidless pupils temperature moves
derived discourse
Winners only fail to lose
Eventual slouch is universal

Ones and Twos, entrenched in hate
forgotten loss
Trembling nails, cease to quake
Swiftly sweeping like hair in wind.

I hear that old jungle playing
lost in a series of drum loops
we bun zoots, let out fears and exchange glances
dancing away those fears, through our shuffles and prances.
Everything tackled in a hard-headed manner
do it this way not, that way
and if not I'm not bothered
"I'd rather be robbing, or out in woods *******"
say the ones who are bored.
Truth is we're all bored, stuck in the rat race.
No time to get space, no time to breath
Desperate for a reprieve, a rebate or a chance to go out and become a state.
This great wide world it'll hurt you
make you insignificant
If you allow it too.
I won't allow it too
so i shout louder, take more powder
and power through.
This way or that way we all end up in the same place
that earthy bed, just dust in space.
No noise now, like living in a vacuum
depth or meaning seems irrelevant in the face of this absurdity.
"Oh really, its just me?"
Relax, relax, re-lax, its all OK
no its not OK, its rotten and it'll be the same tomorrow and the next day.
Guess that it, all I've got to say.

Search through repression
Self-tempered aggression
its all a lesson in wit,
Slip and suddenly split
your mind eyes up two faces
that line right up opposing
I'm composing verse, or is it reversed.
Verse composing me you see, but not only me
its us
in spite of all trust, lust, one night stands and bad *****
we're here still procreating.
Our insatiable need to keep it all going
to keep it all turning. We're yearning for a lack of
anything, something to rub up against and start grunting.
Thumping our heads against walls, the city sprawl
fights back
always on your back
'til you middle aged, in a rage and you feel a crack.
So lacking my shoulders slumped, I'm stacking.
Bawling my eyes out on pills, ****, coke & ***,
"steady on son, steady, its all a bit of fun"
My shoulders slump some more, I'm lagging
"Give 'im a ***, he's hanging."
Knuckle dragging, I'm prangin'.
But guess what, I've got a little tip
Everyone's medicated its a shame they don't know it.
So that's my little note for the day.
Read. Ignore. Fade Away.

Being Away is vacation
Coming home to vocation
All the time lost, wasted
So many moments constrained

Lost, lost, lost is the whim
Found is the voice
Deepest regret
Meets inevitable choice

Screaming down receivers
Chewing the fat,
I was hoping for greatness
How tragic is that?

Nightmares come quietly
Whilst shouting in sleep
I address them quite calmly
As they sneakily creep

If you stop for a second
Then you'll never get started
Just keep chipping away
Please don't get disheartened

So we keep all the form
Whilst removing the strain
Always aware,
That knowing is pain.

Knowing is something,
And that's all it is,
If we could only stop knowing
We'd really ****.

But whizzing is cheap
And cheapness is poor
I feel a lot richer,
Asleep on the floor.

Nothing that is presented on mass is relevant.
relevancy of a new haircut
is *******.
The relevancy of infidelity of some famed idiot
is none.
Why do we keep buying into this irrelevance.
Everybody is becoming less relevant because we do.
Apathy will **** irrelevance.

The relevance of these "demi-gods"
is making us dumb.
stop being so ******* dumb.
Your life is more important
Your happiness.
**** the irrelevant ones.
Let them conclude it for themselves.

This typing
this gibberish
makes
no sense

stop running
you swan
illiterate
master composer

Floating towards
a clock
pleasuring
A robotic ****

Eggs form cash
and runaway
annihilating
the status quo

Rats play chess
often regally
orphism
Not those lot

Rotten apples jogging
with expression itself
whirling
madness on trial