I've always liked the unpredictable,
the stranger things,
always had a scent for weirdness
Normal is horrible, mainstream is not for me
I like crazy and crazy likes me

If I'm mental,
the world is my hospital,
my friends are my doctors
Being different for me,
is being myself,
open and free,
in a world that is filled with plastic...

Your strange self captures my wicked heart
You're one of my own,
let's go together into the unknown

I find myself
I'm dead in an ink page
Hostage in your photos
I'm sorry, sad I find living up to myself a scary ideal

But really, all I am is the clacking of teeth
And those who don't hesitate to remind me
Aren't nice, aren't my friends really,
'*** friends don't talk philosophy

I'm looking for what I see as me
I'm tired - worn raggish
I'm hopeless and bored
And fickle in the words I write

Ink paint is tinted blood
Water colour is see-through meaning
Mish, mash, mosh
Nice to meet what you see as me

Under the clocks there was a man
Whom I saw beside the ticket machine.

Passengers of the train
Come and go
Towards a destination of their own,
But he seems already at home
Under the clocks, below the railways;
Or is the station his only find?
Dressed in confusion and mental
Isolation from the sight of
Busy Melbournians.

Left to be sold to
First impressions and
Entertainment for the passersby,
But he receives none
Of their trampling feet
And their questioning eyes:

For when he shouted mumbling
Words at men with
Badges and gun machines,
As they did their inspection
In and out of his clothes and his
Bare feet,
He knows one thing and
One thing only -

He has a place to go,
But where?

Flying
free
you
& me
we
are
a
flame
move
the
same
playing
games
wouldn't
blame
one
that
rages
burning
pages
batting
lashes
sifting
ashes

****

I'm
gone
feeling
drawn
just
like
magic
kinda
tragic
in
illusions
&
delusions

electricity
flowin'

night
knowin'

seeds
  sowin'

smoke
blowin'

not
platonic
  so
ironic
  in
my
veins
& in
my
brain

just
a friend
come
again?

loving
me
a
mystery
under
spell
wouldn't
tell
body
ache
legs
shake
Earth
quakes
wanna
take,

take
a
chance
at
romance
another
dance
  strange
love
  from
above
I
agree,
you
& me
burning
down
sleepy
town
in
a groove
gotta
move
don't
fight it
just
ignite it
fired
feet
feel
the
heat
&
the
beat
I can
treat

treat
you
right
for
tonight
record
playing
hips
swaying
I'm
waiting
breath
baiting
outta
time
in
our
prime
feeling
fine
you
are
mine
don't
think
don't
even
blink

don't
say maybe
I got you baby. ❤


Cherie Nolan©2016

Some people are strange.
Some people are stranger.
Some people are strangers.
I'm a strange man,
With strange tastes.
A stranger in a strange place.
I'm a strange man,
With a strange face,
A stranger with a strange pace.
You are just as strange.
You are a stranger seemingly strange to the strange strangers strangely thinking you're strange. And strangely this stranger finds that strangely strange.

Sadly the man said
In a casual tone
"The mind is a funny thing.
It can produce wonders beyond my conception. Yet as with all things the scale slides both ways. If given a knife and a hand to hold, the mind will surely consume the soul."