James

James Mar 1

When you’re in need
Of salvation
But Jesus
Doesn’t think your worth saving
Well you may be cute
But that’s no parachute
To how you’re falling

When you feel
You’ve done your bit
And it all
Still goes to ****
Well move your life
North from strife
Better start moving

Dance, oh dance
Any chance
You get

To his violin
Or when he sings
My Sweet Satan

When you’re in need
Of salvation
And all you hear
Is satan
He whispers in your ear
He speaks so clear
Better start listening

You can speak
The words you listen
Take some time out
And do some kissing
Your friends have gone cold
And you’re going bald
Better start twisting

Dance, oh dance
Any chance
You get

To his violin
Or when he sings
My Sweet Satan

James Jan 2020

off the aeroplane

off the aeroplane
meeting me is christ
he doesn't say a word
he only fries rice

useless tables
are useless politicians
they should be practical
but you can't throw them in the chipper

i'm in-between cupboards
and in-between wards
playing drunk on the piano
so i'm not drafted into war

born sick
and commanded to be well
asking jesus for the secrets
that the useless **** cannot tell

back on the aeroplane
which only now is a spitfire
i'll see you all in newyork
and with all our hearts tired

James Dec 2019

my lips around the car exhaust

i put my lips around my neighbours
car exhaust to see how it feels
to be a tree

no one tells you about the suicides
the biscuits tins
and fatherless fathers, fathering the biscuits tins

no one tells you about the *** workers
who work for biscuits
but paid in peanuts

walking through John Coltranes garden
hearing Nirvana
cause he likes them

James Dec 2019

have you ever heard of a Victoria who spells Victoria with a W

have you ever heard of
a Victoria
who spells Victoria
with a W

cause I knew one
oh she was fun
cycled like the sun
you could put her in a bun
with a bunch of W's

have you ever heard of
a Victoria
who spells Victoria
with a W

James Nov 2019

'god bless the debit cards'

friendly with starvation
and friendly with the guards
but no one goes hungry
when the prisoners are in charge

billionaires are second-class
'god bless the debit cards'
we run around in circles
without Marx in charge

James Nov 2019

queenies gone

queenies gone, she's gone for today
I wont see her tomorrow to today
the lamp bulb needs changing, but I'm too small
I'd share my tooth salt water with her, till I'm eighty four

when she came back, I was cello-taped to the floor
I couldn't tell you how, I was just that bored
the people here hurt my head, and eat all my dreams
an appetite so big, I had to double up on greens

James Nov 2019

Going for coffee

Going for coffee, when the heat is strong.
Chained to this table, humming this song.
Christmas dinner is in Mexico, New Years on Mars.
Making love to the depression, that’s been here from the start.
There's women in the windows, they are all scarred.
I should have seen it coming, but the heat was not strong.