i lay on the tiles
dust around me
cried like a child
thrown in the sea
waves rise up
higher and higher
a babe's plastic cup
melting in fire
none to reach out to
i slipped and i fell
slid down the avenue
of seven gates of hell

and here i lie
slime on the walls
no silent cry
nothing at all
just ******* blackness
that won't go away
all stale flatness
that won't let me pray
i could carry on
but what'd be the use
life-spirit's gone
now tighten the noose.

i reached out and touched him
watched as he crumbled
as the grey and rusty sandstone
once steep palisade, humbled
by the winds of dark moon blown
by the crashing waves of centuries,
beleaguered, soul lay by my feet,
swamped by painful memories
as if praying for defeat
whimpering and helpless
waves of cruel deceit
had his light dimmed.

to save him i knew
i'd have to reach within
kindle anew
the flame, 'neath calloused skin
scarred and hardened
by whips and word,
by wounds unpardoned,
by cries unheard,
extinguished by the flippant
the abuse intermittent
festering and rankling
his essence strangling
but i could only loosen
the snake round his neck
he had to see the human
beneath the wreck on deck.

Life recedes, unbidden,
into the shadow,
depths, dark and hidden,
start of embryo

the earth is breathing
suppressed desire,
the enigma of living
the hidden fire

the throbbing music beat my heart
making numb my ears
the noise it shook my nerves apart
but i faced up to my fears

i'd stocked up earlier on ***** 'n drugs
got my mind sedated
protected sound with two ear-plugs
felt, well, insulated

of course i sensed the adrenalin surge
as i mounted the hall-steps
but i disregarded the muted urge
ignored the flex of biceps

hiding behind mask on face
with windows wintered over
i entered the commodious space
and felt like interloper

then i spied the smarmy singer
voice screaming out aloud
grinding hips like shameless *******
galvanizing dancing crowd

i watched the people dropping out
like flies one by one
distaste plastered on their pout
saying, clearly, "I'm done!".

I wondered why they don't the tout
ostracize or throw in foyer
why do they put up with the lout
'n worse still, give him his pay?

he's got showmanship
i'll give him that
but i'd rather skip
his constant ****.

If fomites can spread disease
through bacteria and virus
i'd say he's spreads worse dis-ease
gives headaches worse than sinus!