Sunday, January 30, 2011

Treat

Away from the streets
highways and courses
that take to and fro
from here to there
up in the hills
amongst trees and birds
my mind more still
poetic framing of chaos.

Escaped to a place
left behind all that awaits
and what of those with me
they too framed poetically
not the ruddy lot
of parking lots and alleways
they now blend with the silent
trees of the forest
beneath the canopy of which
life goes on.

Balletball

Men Let's be men And 1 And 2 and 3 and four Jete! Plie! Four players to a side You shirts you skins Its called four a side Come on! Yo your game is weak! Youre one to talk...I mean speak My momma plays better than you! Oh Shit! Did you just say... I think I heard him say... What the... Aww come on we just playin Now from the top And 1 And 2 and 3 and 4 Four a side You shirts you skins Jete! Plie! Shirts Your landings are too hard Softer please softer As if performing for Ranier No not of Jordan of Monaco Now lets go! And 1 And 2 and 3 Shirts and Skins Again And 1

Innocence

the rain fell and fell
without knowledge
of the river
that flooded and flooded
without consideration
for the cow
that drowned and drowned
without intention

Saturday, January 15, 2011

History

a soldier was born
and one was killed
a car was bought
and one crashed
a virgin was deflowered
a voyeur smiled
a rumour was born
and a character destroyed
a shoe was bought
and a soul worn through
an eye was winked
and two were shut
a party just started
solitude became obscure
vows were taken
a man beat his wife
(the children saw)
the eldest son decided to leave home
he joined the army
a soldier was born

Fighting

Sometimes
I feel I'm really no good at this
writing
Wrestling, wrangling with words.
To paint that pretty picture
or bowl that bitter ball
Straight to your boundary
And my nerves will rattle
And i'll feel a shaking i know you dont feel.
I know to fight though
And I'll write to the end

Affirm

And praise
yes praise
like yays
yes rays
transcends
transcends!

Discordant Jazz

im saying
im saying
im saying
youre saying
youre saying
youre saying
im hearing
im hearing
im hearing
what are you doing?
what are you doing?
what are you doing?
what are you doing?

Compromise

I swear,
sometimes I wish,
sometimes I wish so hard
that I can see.
That I can see it.
That I can just see it
from behind your eyes.
That's when I realise,
that's when it hits me,
that you're someone else.

Prenup

I dont need you to damage my integrity
I dont need you to tell me what's wrong with me
I dont need you to tell me you don't care
I dont need you if you dont plan to be here
I dont need any part of your name
And I dont need any part of this game.

Boy Blue

Because some us dont get it
We do things out of honour
We do things out of joy.
Dont bother with a lover
who will treat you like a toy.

Not all things rhyme
Not all things are true
But within every man
Lies a little boy blue.

Is vex he vex!

Still

When you're loved by all
except for one
And all assume you're having fun
You hide your life
You shun the sun
You're scared by all
the wrong they've done.
Fear becomes your last resort
A helpless emotional
human retort
Some helpless, emotional
human retort
You're beautiful
Still beautiful.

RED

He never knew how to explain it.
It
It keeps
It keeps him (dangerous)
It keeps him feeling
It keeps him feeling fresh.

Friday, January 14, 2011

Killin' It

I wish
I wish I knew what you liked
Not so that I could be it
But so I could kill it!
Not like that
I mean be it,
Be it so good
I killed it
You know?

I wish
I wish I knew who you liked
Liked before
Not so that I could be them
But so I could kill them
Yeah dead
Especially if you wanted me to
I'd kill for you.

I wish I knew what you wanted
Cause I don't want to be a killer.

But you could die too
Die laughing
Die happy
Die in my arms
After three days, maybe.

Heaven sent,
From whence beauty comes.

Making death beautiful,
Off to a better place
They always say.

Puzzled

To be more like you
As we try to fit pieces
Into our lives
Confused and puzzled
By attraction
Not fitting
Other pieces
Already in place
Music plays desire stays
To have it all fit
To construct we deconstruct
Each, the other breaking down
As we attempt to build
To piece together
There is no peace
Perplexed perpetually
We walk away to return
Picking up the pieces
Having forgotten failed attempts
Or in the belief that it must
It speaks of faith
Questions about mistakes
Flaws in design not by design
Architects of a picture
Taking time to piece together
A puzzle to make sense
Of the pieces they say
Are all meant to fit together