See you in Heaven (Love you).

I aced the high straight
Straight is the gate
I'm very well thanks
A leopard never changes its spots
I've won the race
Better not boast too much
Although I've done well
I've had a spell
And now I"m well
Put some money in the wishing well
I gave my tithes
A ran away
From all the strife
The army was rife
Someone stabbed me with a knife
Love your enemies
If anything is praiseworthy
Look upon it
I flew my balloon
I fell in love
Once or twice
And even spooned
Well I'm allowed to!
Have a belly laugh
If you cannot float
Then build a raft
White water rafting
Adventure waiting
Life beckons,
Life beckons
Please be well
Have faith, believe
Do good
do what's right
Study until late at night
Be strong, firm, flexible
Hold on,
Be liberal
So to be vigorous
This is just a test
Be diligent
And earn a quid
Demons that I want to rid
Last out, gone
Set me free
L'amour en l'enfant
De la liberte
Break the chains
the shackles, the shoes
Run barefoot
Life's a beach
Be given and give
God is love
Give me the right words
For my sword
Not to wound but free people
From the ropes that bind them
Forgive me for my paranoia
Doctors ointment, slackness,
Bad habits, time wasting
Well that's one problem fixed
So there is the ace high straight
This good ship sails
On the wind of fate
Onwards christian soldiers
The blood the body taste
Before I was late
But now I'm wise
Thank you to Jesus Christ
The Lord our Savior
That we from death itself arise
I'll see you in heaven.

Photo courtesy of bulldogza freedigitalphotos.net

Red light.

If you could express it
'Nightmare'
But you don't want to
It sounds irrational now
How dare it be
That from some of us
That most Godly faculty
Reason is divorced
In the terror
An inverted scream
Hard to believe
All the conspiracy theories
Were all in the mind
Even if there was
Any truth in it
Why would you live it
Writing it
Seems a terrible wound
Isolation
without a veil
Oh hell! Punitary!
Out of the way
Observation unit
Nothingness, what I am not
Then meds,
Sleeping all day
I'm a photo negative
Traffic lights
Are sucking our blood.

Photo courtesy of chrisroll freedigitalphotos.net

Dream boy

You are my hope
You are my dreams
Part of my future
So it seems
Joyful love
Has got me jumping
Love has got me
Roller coasting
It's good the game
This time we win
You're my dream boy
With the thousand things
It's not that I do anything
Have a crush on anyone
Want or want not
Do or don't
Have or have not
Because I just am
Right there with you
No stay or go
No goodbye
Or hello
I just am
Not because I love you; hate you
You just are
Awesome
And your awesomeness is contagious
It is, is not
Like a key and a lock
Nothing or something
You and me
Have a secret thing
We're being there
Being one

Photo courtesy of Stuart Miles freedigitalphotos.net

Bollywood

The Hindu Bride
Wearing gold
A feast
A wedding gown
Draped in folds
Happy families
That the wedding is on
The right groom
From the right street
Curry and rice
Raisens and halva
Japatis.
The mark on her brow
Nose rings
Bangles
The bride was promised
Since she was small
She is everything
The grooms family
Has hoped for
With a large dowry
And her and he,
Know they have done
The right thing
They vow to
Love one another
He is her everything
The man the world
The time
The place
Same caste
Same race
All she wants
Is to be
A good wife
Such is life
for the
Hindu bride.

Photo courtesy of Arvind Balaraman freedigitalphotos.net

A few of my Favourite things

Origami
Hope
A future
Being well
Living well
Health and beauty
Motivated, busy
Always in love
Being there
Getting somewhere
The good
Godly
Healed
Light
The best
A winner
Fulfilled
Satisfied
Expressive
Creative
Responsible
Free
Happy
Smart
Sexy
Love
Songs
Music
Poetry
The jingle jangle
Bangels
And other jewels
Hope
Faith
Charity
The narrow way
Excellent
Balanced

Peace

Cry dove cry
The veranda
This softly lit place
Of ferns and birds
Where I lay upon my love seat
Dreaming of holidays
In the sun
Baby dove, peace dove
White feathers
Shed here
The crying
The breeze
Meditating on peace
The fluttering of wings
The mother dove she sings
She feeds her chics
The nest keeps
In this place
My heart speaks
Quiet
Read
Relax
I do not want to leave
Stay a while
Stay with me
On my veranda
Where we sit
In peace.

View from a Hospital Window

Evening twilight falling
Upon the brickwork
Yellow turning to blue
Wind in the leaves
Building standing
A steeple
An Australian flag
Inside peaceful
Tears of grace
Light falling
Try to pray
Read the good book
But nothing comes from us
For Christ works through us
Sandstone strong
Sunlit bricks
Warm
I wonder when I will go home
And somehow live my life
But sho are we to complain
For some have more
And some less
And we try and try
And people they cry
Nobody really wants to die
Farewell sunlight
Now it is night
Maybe we can look up to see a star
Shining bright
Over the steeple
Over the hill
Oh my lord
Just keep me still.

Sunday

I went to Wendy's for some ice cream
Then I went and bought some blue jeans
Then I went home and put them on
With a hot designer top
I drove into town to party
I told everyone I'm a poet
I danced around slowly and sultrily
Is that a word?
My word ha ha
I picked up a blonde traveller
We went to my flat and snogged
Next day I layed in the sun with a hangover
Drinking coffee
whilst the words in the true crime novel
I had borrowed from my x who is still a friend
hit my forhead like slugs
So I put it down
And gazed throught the treetops
At the sky
Once in a life
And fantasized
About the guy from last night
Never to be heard of again
And sunned myself
And leafed the book
And gazed
And fantasized
For most of the arvo
Finally I went home and ate
And ironed my clothes for the next day
And watched some TV.

Love/Sexy

Once in a lifetime
Golden opportunity
To join the fire brigade
And rescue little boys and girls
And their Mummies and Daddies
Hose it down
Get control
Get her down
Or she'll be burned
She'll burn in hell
And go to the circus
And dance around
Nowhere to be found
Looking at the clowns
Walking through the crowd
And the music's loud
Only they burnt her out
With some clout
So have yourself a stout
And remeber the ladybird
Fly away home

Happiness

Happiness is a bright warm day
Peeking in the window
And opening your eyes to wake
To bring you adventure
With all its thrills
It's not all picking daisies
And boys and girls
Although it's also those 
Love hearts and honeycomb
There's hunting and shooting
And nights alone.
But happiness is
The real rich
Never going to the ditch
For pain passes away
As bad things do
And you are creative
You've got nothing to lose
Your beautiful dasein
Your beautiful life
Is just a hop
An hopeful crossing
To happy times.

Ignorance

Love is a mystery
I lay my hand
Gently upon my cheek
As I sleep

Black is the night
silver the moon
I love to be
In your room

Go now outdoors
Forget about the past
And spread your wings
And soar, free as a bird.

Fast

I could be an aeroplane
and zoom arond the world
Zooming throught the sky
At 1000 mph

Because I'm fast
I'm so fast

I could be a butterfly
And flollick upon a flower
Whence every year
is only an hour

Because I'm fast
I'm so fast

I could be a bird
And fly where with to
I'll get there
I'll get there
Soaring on a wing

Because I'm fast
I'm so fast

I could be an angel
Come down from heaven
With potion for your soul
To heal your broken heart

Because I'm fast
I'm so fast

Monster.

Welcome to the funny farm
Boys and girls
It's the mad hatters party
Roll up, roll up
There's nothing for it
But to go insane
Never mind the pain
The anguish
The screaming agaony
The absolute
The nothingness
The words, nausea
The sins
The absolutes
Ones and zero's
Being nuns
The nut factory
Getting a recharge
Of that old batteery
Canna fix it with flattery
The clever dollies
Sucking lollies
Doc with her
Medication trolly
Lost love
Turtle dove
Money lies and propaganda
All ova ants pants
Boys and girls
Taking a stance
Hateful glares
Disciplinary measures
Blouses made so to measure
Oh pease, please go away you total monster!

Mockery

Mocking bird
What have we here
Clenching my hearth
With fear, with fear!
Rigmarole
And Jelly roles
Magic
Puffy dolls
Wanted
Dead or alive
Snow White
Blight, blight
Sweet dreams
Goodnight

The Evil Eye

Organs
Bogans
Shannanigans
Finnigan
Bring it on
Sing  song
make a joke
My love is
My love is
Amiss
I am a snake
I'm free
I'm cunning
I'm stunning
Piano tuning
Prudence, lunacy
Sultry, fantasy
Making faces
Love and hatred
Nurses and matrons
Check and checkmate
Why do we wait
How doth love sate
Where is my heart bith
What are you a witch?
My clothes I stitch
Love me, love me
Bring me a puppy
Oh go away
You're always full of envy
With no-one for a fancy
Let's go out dancing
Liberate me.

Death in a Toilet

Gotta get me some luvin
C'mon and gimme some luv
'Two turtle doves"
Hold me close
Like a glove
Gotta get me some passion
Get into fashion
Need a rose
And a kiss
I won't dish it
Cause boy I miss it
And luck, luck is one thing
But growing up is something
More
And woe
The dark passage
The death in a toilet
The cold
The stench
Being treated
As a wench
The bad trips
Being liked
Being nicked
By wicked folks
Being a joker
Lighting a smoke
'Cause I need salvation
Don't want no
Bawling at the substation
No enemies
In the alien nation
Just want you boy
Worth my weight in salt
It's been hard on the dole
"And I try, and try, and try
but I can't get no"
Love Britney, Love maz
Love my hair
and love my ass.
"Love me tender,
Love me true
Might be red,
Might be blue
Good bad and ugly
Awww come dear snugly
Go east, go west
But remember our nest
'Cause I deserve it
I'm the best'. 

Nausea

The strangest day
A winding way
A butterfly lives
Just for a day
The most beautiful flower
The floating gown
The baskerville hound
A table round
A ladies sound
An ants mound
A way to grow
A dress to sew
Hair in a bow
A pike a stake
Head down low
A horrible rake
Girl drwoning
In a lake
Pinch me, please, pinch me
Tell me that
I'm quite awake
An evildoer
Done a knot
His lass he tried
To spoil rot
Oh no
No more words
Gosh, words!
Words and nausea
Sultry and Saucier
Better think
Before they go beneath
Come betweeth
And seethe, seethe
Love to bring my heart relief. 

Somebody

Isuues
A tissues
all over nothing
Somebody might mind
That somebody
Might be me
Damn it!

Buto

Hen loves the Western Prince
She shall have wide eyed surgery
And become a mynx
An overreactive Don
Ignites and atom bomb
Father sends him into exile
Hen smokes vogues
She looks at the pogues CD
And anime posters
Lying scattered on the floor
Oh brother I miss you so
Then her lips swell and chap and peel
Then her friends turn against her
They throw packets of cigarettes at her window
As stones
The father all along
works hard
He swaps Hens records
At psycho world
To make her all better
It brings the best doctor
The family make a plan
To heal Hen
Overnight
Secretly
Whilst she is asleep
So that when she arises and
Brushes her teeth
she will be happy again
In the morn
Her love torn
Her buto mask on
The Prince he comes
With a carton of Benson and Hedges
And an easy gait
Hens' friends want to make up
But suddenly
Hen plunges her dagger
Into her breast
Mother says I am so proud of hen
Holding back a tear
The end.

Monday

Love, love
Privacy
Secrets
Apples delicious
Wendesday
Friday
"Sundays child
Is bonny and blithe and good
And gay"
"Ruby Tuesday".

Dice

Over me
turn the world
Over me
A game of
Card castles
A game of dice
How you always have to be nice
You're bad you're wrong
You've got to be strong
Then Christ will come
Many blessings
My love

Kiss

Ksses delicious
Apples and maple syrip
Rum truffles
The four step shuffle


I'd rather laugh and have some fun
And be a gal
Than live with gall

Today I'm happy
With myself
I've got cotton
I'm better

Love is long
And goes far
Could be near
Could be far

I'm making it up
Imagining things
But it feels right
This kiss feels all right.

The Billionaire

Laugh la la a
Little by little
When you're broke
And down and out
Wanting a smoke
and a can of coke
Buying your food
From a rubbish bin
Sinking in sloth
Greed is a sin
There's nothing more
And nothing less
No place alone
Down to the bone
You narrow your gaze
And purse yor lips
You go on your way
Maybe you're hip
No use in
Giving them lip
Because they've got
Attitude
Don't know what to say
To what they said
They'll be the curse
Of the sweet and content
I'll take you out
and buy you dinner
And get you drunk
I'll let you know how
I became a winner
'Cause I'm a gold spinner honey
With a heart of gold
I got ten rings
and land and sea
Fish and bread
I do what I want
I'm free!

Dollhouse

Speed dial a cab
Take me downtown
Keep the change
Light a smoke
Window shop
Get around
On rocket skates
Buy a dress
To eat your date
Get some shoes
They're well to do
It's so nice to shop
To stop feeling blue
Get some lunch
Buy some little thing
Purely based upon a hunch
And put it in your pocket
For luck
Once I'm dressed up
I can go out.
Wanna get what I want
Wanna do what I like
I think I might buy
That pink motorbike
And load up the satchels
With stockings
Keeps me hoping
and stops me moping
Gives me thrill
There's no point worrying about bills
Will go ten million feet
will lie, will steal, will cheat
Just to have
Egyptian sheets
And so it's time
To have some wine
And we're looking
Full well fine
It's all in our little
Shopkeepers mind
One day you might find
Out about
The white lie
So until then
Just get it
Just buy it
Just take it home
And keep it
Put it in the palace and be
Pleased with it
We're happy
We're free. 

The Fool

The judge and the Jury
The laughter and the fury
The smile styke
The Joker and Batman
You've slept with a bad man
You've got nothing you can stand
I can
I can
The little girl sobbed
And the little girl sooked
And took her book
Off to her nook

Holiday

White sandy beach
Clapping palms
Sunshine and boating
The shade of the
Thatched roof
Reading a book
Ah the sea
Azure and calm
The horizon clear
I may be far but
I am near
The smell of salt
The balmy breeze
Is only a picture
In a magazine.

The Torture Chamber

Woman in a white dress
Lamp in her left hand
And someone's, head in her right.
Roaming the castle at night
An owl a rat a pussycat
Blue moon, brother drowning
Stairwell bending, towers
Overlooking the river
A river of blood
Black ether
A scream a cry
The cloudy sky
And in the dungeon
Far below
A man moans and groans
Whilst the lass roams
And the witch
Flies away
On a broom.

The World Bank

I really don't see
Why I have
To be all by myself
All the time
With no company
To cheer me up
While I get off my face
On Trixie Beldons
And fly my balloon
Not allowed to do anything
Loveless
flawless
bored
And lawless
With no knickers
Or any love heart stickers
With Edwards Scissors
Without my favourite word
For decisions
And no food for delicious
No smokes for my nasha
And no Green Mama. 

Touch

My lovers touch
Is as soft
As a peonies petal
Whilst the nieghbours
Listen to heavy metal
And the witch
Chases Hansel and Gretal
If I forget
If I forget
If I forget
That he has left
If I ever say please
If I sleep Upon
A pea
If I ever dream
If I ever get away
From here
That might
Wipe away my tears
And help to overcome
My fears
My lover is a sigh
A yawn
A high
A dawn
A sock a shoe
a ringlet true
A funny guy
Who knows not what
But how you do.

The Beautiful People

Dylan and Laryssa
Who doll up
Just like Melissa
Spay tan and lotion
And all their
magic potions
Spending millions
Just to look good
Just like barbie
Just like Ken
Curling and straightening
Dyeing and Waiting
For the colour to sink in
Armani and Chanel
And Wedding bells
Shaving and Waxing
Fake sunbaking
Dylan and Laryssa
Do it together
For worse or for better.

The Truffle Thieves

This one flew over
The Opera House
In a pink flounce
After a big bounce
Here we go
Off we go
To Australia
To get some sun
To die for fun
To live in Venice
Is the wildest
Idea, of the good,
The best idea you've ever had my dear,
My dear, my dear, my dear

Daddy

Four walls
Planet x
Aliens outside
Electric lights
Oh love
Come back
I miss your good
I miss your bad
Missing you
Is making me
Awfully sad
Did I ever tell you
How you're the best
Whatever happens
Our love stands the test
The test of time
The test of sorrow
But soon now it will be
Tomorrow.

Hats

Cigarettes and coffee
with chocolate and cherries
Brandy on ice
And frothy milk with spice

Love hearts with darts
Picasso's art,
Blood, blood, blood
A coat on a hook

Hookers with knickers
And cafe dinners
Sultry singers
Masturbating sinners

Frappes with bells
And the Lord says
You'll go to hell
But that he likes
Your sense of humour

'Cause we're insane
We're Mary Jane
We're funny dames
We've lost our names

Better find a number
Better hook up
Better get some nasha
And passion pop

Bubble bath and
Truffles, candles
And rose petals
Lady love

Lazy, lazy,
Daisy and maisy
Racing, racing,
Steal the air and Fred Astaire
Dragon lurking in his lair

Feeling cross
Feeling blue
Bloody hell
What can I do

Oh No
It's the Gestapo
Valium drug psychosis
Do something nice up the doses
Nightmare
Ice
Knives and forks and all
That torture
Bore bore her
Just ignore her
Prizing
Teles and voice boxes
We hate you
But love our boxers
A Masquerade of snobs and noses
With the givens of red roses
Held at gun point in the mirror
Not withholding
Can't stand torture

Star of the Silver Screen

OK I'm just a victim
Ashamed of being a pro
On the subconscious level
or whadeva
Just please Geman nazi torture me
Some more
Why not name me lettuce
 And make me your slave
Just call me silly
And pretend you're a nave
Why not leave me
B4 I leave you
Just attck me
Just walk in and shoot me
Dead
Dead
Oh god yes please abuse me
Cause there's nothin I can do
Nothing at all
That I can say to you
Cause you're the doctor
Who cannot save me
YOu're a fucking bloody
Fool

The Dishwasher

Psychoanalysis
Finacial analysis
Cutthroat
Paparazzi
Starving faces
GNT
Kip
Tele
The dream machine
Steralization
Psychiatric nation
Murderers
Marching through my brain
Lost Humour
Chokers
Smokers
Priests
Rape and Plunder
Hard Work
Anhedonia
Words
Psalm 69.

School

Chewing  gum
And Biscuits
Sausage rolls
Teachers Whiskers
Sandwiches and bleachers
All our funny features
Sneakers
And Blazers
Shaving our legs
With razors
Making and shaking
Dating
And Lating
It's all about
Faking
Completely God forsaking
Radio on the ceiling
Riding around four wheeling
Scraping our knees
And healing
Going home for mealing
Mirrors on the ceiling
Porn mags for homework
Clockwork for breakfast
Doing the math test
Sitting in the park
With our friends
Our best friends. 

Uhuh.

Con and Cathy are
my invisible friends
I made them up in my head
They come over
And visit me
And I like them
Even if I live despite them
They've got curly hair too
Those are the most
disobedient people
They sit there
and smoke pot
And watch TV
And run around the
House with the cats
Cathy went to wonderland
And there she found a funny man
And that is Con
She's thinks he's fun
Except when they argue
About nothing
But then other times they get along
Doing the cat dancing routine
And seeing if they can
Keep the house clean
Other people say that
They're not real
But they're not really mean
So what I have seen
Was just a dream

Love

Where can a find a telescope
To give to my mind so I can cope
I know I'll sell one little ribbon
From my hair
And I'll buy it at the fair
Where can I get a jumper thing
To heal myself
So I can act and sing
I suppose that I could sell my saphire ring
And then to my heart
My love will bring
This, this thing
Where can I find an
Artery thing
That's gone missing
in a bad dream
I suppose that I could light
A match
And my prayers
My Lord will catch.

Dear Doctor

So the sun's rising
And it's a blue sky
So what should I do today
I might go out and play
I might go to a forest
And munch on my Vegemite sandwich
I might swim in a river
I might skinny dip
I might go fly a kite
I might hang glide
I might scale a cliff
I might set a sailing boat adrift
I might skim a rock
I might catch a fish
I might light a fire with flint
And cook the thing
I might eat it with some Vegemite
I might lay on the grass
I might scoot down a path
I might worship
The Green Momma
I might pan some gold
I might buy some chocolate
I might buy some milk
I might have a drink
I might sit on a rock and think
I might watch some animals
I might ride a horse
I might go out to sea
then I might go home to sleep
To have sweet dreams. 

My bf's.

Could you disturb me a little tiny bit
And give me some tears
So I can wash away my fears
Could you love me a little bit please
A kind word here
A word for me
Could you come back to me please
As I'm bored to death
And no doubt the house is a mess
As I stay in bed to rest
So sick and tired
Of this doctors test
It'd really be better
If you'd come back to bed
I miss you after all
Even if you played with  my rep
It wasn't that bad after all
I'm sorry
My life is such a wreck
I wish this doctor would
Go to hell
I think they will
If they're
Not more careful
They're just makin'
Me feel awful
What's they're problem
Oh so anal
Stick up their
Bloomin' renal
Anyway that's not the issue
lets throw apples at their heads
Lets carve out stones
And heal our bones
Lets us build
Our castle home
And buy some hounds
To set on them
Why should they murder me when
They're not my mother or Father
They're not my friends
Who is this cunt
That does this thing
God kill them
Before I do a sin
Freaking me out
With your god damn
Trip
Canst even sew
Canst even knit
Oh come back lover
Come to me
Bring
Some honey
For my sweets
For love is the child of liberty

Butterfly

The loony tunes
My melting room
My lampshade
Glowing like a worm
My stunning wife
With her cooking knife
Smoking a joint
To stop any strife
The park at dawn
That girl
Blowing on her horn
The afternoon
Butterfly
Coming out of it's
Cocoon
Whilst the music
Goes boom boom
I'm lying in
A green and pink room
I'm going to the dance floor
Soon, soon. 

Wednesday

We're in parliament
It's all very well
What you say
But me I'm going to
win the day
I'm going to be a politician
I'm going to stand up
And make some decisions
I'm going to give those
Classes a schism
And then I'm
Ordering the doctors
To fix 'em
When that doesn't work
I'm going to administrate
A bomb to
Another country
And while the wars on
I'm going to lunch
Because 3am
Is a very early brunch
I'm actually going to arrange to
Shoot some cunt
I'm going to give
The poor people
Some want
And as the people sit there shocked
Feeling sad
But getting blocked
The key it turns inside the lock
I think they've got a right to fuck.

Sundays Child

June is good
But April is better
Mary and Scott
Write love letters
Sandy and Tom
Go to the beach
But the lollypops
Are out of reach
Wednesday and Fridays
Are for essays
And Monday and Tuesdays
Are for Wednesdays
Thursdays are for
Our Parents to come
For them to read us
All about Tom Thumb
Saturdays are for croquet
And Sundays child
Has her hair in a bun.

Gargoils

I'm off to see a stand up comedian
To get the cure
For my melancholia
I'm eating an apple a day
For my cholia
I'm sucking on licorice
For my teeth
I'm climbing up a hill
So steep
My prayers
have gone
A bit to deep
A little woman
Who used to weep
Who sits at home
All alone
Got to give
The dog a bone
Alone I broke
My wishing bone
About my heart and brain
Tied to the tracks of the trains
Oh I daresay
We snake around
In such a lowly way.

Apple Pie

It's the best day
Patriots day
We rule the world
And we're on fire
We're millionares
And we've got sky scrapers
We've got nukes
And spooks
Ford, the fortune 500
And Ronald Mcdonald
We've got Maddy's tunes
Everyone's got their own room (maybe)
We're all very well to do
Our meals are gigantic
We've got outposts in the Atlantic
This melting pot
It's fantastic
Our measures are quite drastic
We know all about plastic
The economy is elastic
We've got oil drills
On the moon
It's thanksgiving soon
Where the mentally ill son forgets to come
And the Mum fries turkey in vegetable oil
The Dad watches football on TV
Whilst the daughter gets into her get up
In the end the whole family gets fed up
So we have apple pie
Until next year, it's goodbye.

A day in the country

Wouldn't smarties be nice
Wouldn't hundreds and thousands be good
For our birthdays
For our birthdays
Let's go a' visiting, a' visiting, a' visiting
I've been to the wishing well
Here are some flowers we have to sell
I know that time you can tell
Wouldn't it good to go a' hunting, a'hunting
Waving our bunting
The choo choo train is shunting
We're on a steam roller
To the country
To eat pastries
With the Mary's
We're going to hear stories
The children are riding ponies
There's going to be a show
The ladies are tied up all in bows
The maids are busy cooking at the stove
Later on we'll rove
And afterwards, cocktails.

Holy

While we're innocent
Children
They cut our throats
Then they rip out our adnoids
while we're sleeping
In our beds
Even though we're of age
And it's our own body
And giving us stuff
For bad dreaming.
And tormenting us
With all this talking
And it hurts
And everyone lying
And heart operations too
In my sleep
You nazis
Horrible horrible
People
Will all go to hell
They're not allowed in my home
In my sleep.
Gods going to kill them.
It's my body
And I"m possessing it
So fuck you
The Roman Catholics
The Germans
The IRA
The Evangelists
The Medical foundation
The Psychiatric Association
Stalkers
Perverts
Sociopaths
They can all
Go to hell
Thanks gods
It's my body
And I"m possessing it.
Horrible people.

The Joker

Break a mans rib
To make me a woman again
And sacrifice a goat
To make me whole again
Give me a potion
To save me from the mare
Release me from this
Evil snare
I'm a soldier
In this I delight
Won't give up
Without a fight
I've lost my horse
During this war
I live behind
A closed door
Work my hands to the bone
Tax me out
Of heart and home
Work my hands
To the fuckin' bone
You're my lover now
You're my friend now
You're not to talk
To yourself
You've got to walk for yourself
While you fend for yourself
You forgot how to defend yourself
You've just got to remember yourself
I'm not your vessel
Anymore
I'm not your cook
I'm not your whore
Not on offer
Not at all
Never was
in actual fact
And that's because
It's all a circus act
Always thought
That I had the key
And now the enemy
Is on their knees
Just fuck off
And let me
Breath!
Please!
Stay away
Or come around
But in between
Blue and Green
Is a colour
So don't be mean
We could drink some tea
I could be me
Hey that's my body
Stop playing with my heart
I've written this poem
To tell you a dream
About a joke
About a bloke
Who drove a volkswagon
And pulled the choke
And then he called
The engine a she
And in the back
There was me
Feeling slightly unhappy
So I said no
You're not pulling the choke
I wonder when
I'll get a laugh
And they'll stop sawing me in half
Treating me like a dummy
Pretending that it's funny
Making me sleep
When it is sunny
Wanking themselves
Like loonies
Poking fun at my toonies
Being funnier
Than business can stand
Thieving my will
Stealing my land
Talking behind my back
Driving me mad
Sending complete strangers
Around to my house
Who terrify me no less
Than a little mouse
But I remember this
And this I know
That You
Only ever joke
And the joke is
On me
Things like my cute nose
And chastity back in July in 1993
To the mayday gay
Which I broke that same August
And moved on
And my personal orgasms
And my money
Putting me down
Gossiping fools
And my smoking
And other ridiculous things
My heart at least it sings
Oh god I say
Just Go away
When you're supposed to be a general
Fighting the war
I may as well go instead
Now the enemy is in my bed
A rose, is a rose, is a rose
God knows
Why he follows me around
Like a wild beast
Spreading stuff around
That you shouldn't repeat
Get the fuck out
Of the drivers seat
Before you
Kill us all
Driving us insane
Hey that's my name
There's other people
That feel the same
You're not doing this anymore
It's my body
In the name of the law
There's no way
It's my life
Not yours
I'm going to do what I like
Seeing the gays do
Then I can too
Fuckin misogynist cunts
With no respect for anyone
I'm going to live all my life
I'm might decide to have a baby
When I'm eighty
If I can find a straighty
Who doesn't date rape me
And then punish me, acting  like Arabs
It's not 1203
It's none of your business
It's just all your pissness
You all sent thistles
instead of letters
Treating me like a Norma Jean
 Making me write a mistake
In my letters to the Queen
I won't forgive you
You're doing me harm
I've got nothing to thank you for
Not at all
Blocking my way
Every single time
Trying to do murder
Any way you can
You're the ones who belong
In the can





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Maniac

Rob me of my goodness
And lie me with a murderer
Sack me from my kindness
And send me insane
Take from me my voice
Give me all your pain
Base things on assumptions
Make it incorrect
Take away the truth
About how I wept
Steal away my sorrow
Kill my mother
Kill my father
And lay on me the blame
You find me without children
You find me with no boy
 You go in for the killing
You give me no joy
You tell them I'm bad tempered
All instead of fine
You empty my vessel
You send me blind
 You take away my memories
And break my heart in two
You take away my grief
And try to kill me too
You murder my passion
With your wrath
I've got no friends to visit
Because  you plundered my cloth

Bad

This is how you see me
This is what you've done
Locked me in the dark
Down goes the sun
There's nothing good about me
I lie and cheat and steal
Sit on the couch
Chain smoking crack
With an evil plan
To bring down the church
And sleep with every man
Because I'm illegitimate
And they're just junkies
And I'm just a girl
Without any golden curls
Don't have any feelings
For anyone at all
Sent my flatmate out
onto the streets in the cold
And I don't have any money
This is what you've said
So it is the way I am
I'm just bad

Angel

Cruel cruel world
Why are you here
Trying to fill me up with fear
What on earth could I have done
That my mind has come undone
What in the world is this all for
And can my God show me the door
Oh why am I not  feeling lucid
And all my things have gone not spruced
Where is my bowl
Where is my food
Why must I live
With complete fools
From whence the dream the mare
it came
Ruining my one and only name
Which is mine after all
Not yours
That you trial with your stupid words
Why didst thou take me down from lofts
And make me feel so very lost
Why can't they help
Why can't they see
Why are they blind to the good in me
Free me from my enemies
So that I can live in peace
I've tried to be high
I've tried to be low
I've searched above and below
What in Gods name have they done to me
These people with some cruel idea
Why dost thou hide the truth from me
That torture my soul constantly
Why cannot I march forward
Brandishing my magical sword
Why must I sit here in distaste
With all my life gone to waste
What have I done
What wouldst I care
To take you up on some stupid dare
It seems you hurt my every hair
And caught me up in your evil snare
They took my blood they took my dreams
And I just came apart at the seams
Why does it seem so extremely hard
Such as stale bread without any lard
Why am I pulled this way and that
Such as a lady who's misplaced her hat
They broke my heart
And stole my worth
I ended up kissing the dirt
Instead of love
I got offense
and then they took away my defense
And now in the end I can not love at all
For they have killed my loving dove
I am too busy for such nonsense
Trying to raise my good conscience
From the ashes of this waste
I did not ask for this bitter taste
I felt fine in the first place
But disallowed to slowly make my haste
What precisely can I do
All by myself when you're not true
Surely there's nothing wrong with being a woman
And having enough to live on
Many people seem so lucky
But they play with me like a puppet
How dare they be so ungrateful
Whilst I'm fighting just to sit at the table
Why does there not appear a way
Just for me to feel Okay?
 

Flower Power

Flowers growing in a field
Whilst a gypsy
Picks her yield
There's the farmer riding by
A child dancing in the sky
A Shepherd boy working grimly
Whilst the witch says a spell
To wake the pixies
A traveler with his purse of gold
Walking via a faeries hold
Sees a lass and falls in love
But alas the faeries do a trick
And the travelers purse they nick
So feeling poor and woe begone
Now thinking that his love is gone
He has no gold for ale or inn
He calls his faithful Rin Tin Tin
And off they go to see the witch
He says to her if you retrieve my purse of gold
And allow my love to unfold
I'll pay you with two pieces of gold
The witch says I will do it for you
But I want one other thing
I also want your silver ring
The traveler reluctantly agrees
Thinking of his dear mother across the seas
The witch chuckles and mutters the faeries oath
And leads him to a bushel that grows
There is your gold and now for me
The traveler he breaths heavily
He pays her with two pieces of gold
And takes his ring from finger with a tear in his eye
And goes on his way with a low murmured sigh
But then his dear lass he suddenly sees
And Kneeling down upon his knees
I have no ring but I"ll buy you one
And be the father of your firstborn son
I've traveled the world and I've never seen
Anything precious as your beauty
The lass gets her father
And they invite the man to tea
And so the family agree eventually
There'll be a wedding and the day is set
Whilst the lovers whisper to each other
How glad that they've met
And so the villagers prepare
And that day there is a party for the couple to wed
The gypsy sells them lots of flowers
And the farmer brings them lots of chowder
The witch she brews some some magical powder
The Shepherd packs his pipe with some weed
Tinkling faintly in the wood
Are voices as small as tiny ants on wood
Faeries, cheering for flower power

The Aryan Race

Concentration Camp 666
On a trip
With a dick
Want to feel fine
Just feel sick
Here they come
Footsteps quick
They really act
As thick as a brick
There's lots of us
We've got them licked
They torture us
About our genes
Then they ask
Us to fill in the page
Lock us underground
And waltz around
Saying that we are unsound
I don't know
How they get away
With all that change
The Aryan race
I'd say as Politely as I could
Just the hell
To go Away.

Torture

Ghosts in places I remember
Secret places of the well
Dig deep
The sound of water
Institutionalization
Where peoples wives
Write their letters
Where their friends write their poetry
Whilst the fools sit there drinking port
Where their mothers paint their pictures
Where little children do the work
Sleep factories
Places where the soul's in disrepair
The world unrepentant
Calling calling
The Actresses, their faces
Calling the painters
Calling the photographers
Calling the lovers
Calling the dancers
The comedians 
The Healers
The pied piper's
Come calling
Hungry mouths a'crawling
The heart calling
Calling
To awaken, awaken
My spirit
Within me.

Circles

Dishes piling up in the sink
Whilst I'm reading a blog
To help me think
I always seem to be on the brink
Of breaking down

Want to fire
But draw a blank
As you left
My heart just sank
I'm so unsure now

I want everything to be nice
Want to sit down
To eat my bowl of rice
I want a new plan, Stan
I know why you ran

It's because I"m unattractive,
Over reactive,
Nuts,
And I have a sunken
Bust

But what is the point
Of putting yourself down
"Cause I just want everything to be right
I Want to eat jellybeans
I want to be full of beans.

And so why am I thinking
Along these lines
Scared of street lights
And drawing the blinds
Then I remember the Englishman

I've been talking to
my imaginary friends
Over cups of tea
Wandering around and about
O'er a vacant sea

Getting up to boil the kettle
Doing the same thing
Over and over again
And you're not my friend
You're just pretend

Maybe in way you are
in my soul
A distant star
And I would
And I would
And I would

If there was a promise
in my heart
That I could make a brand new start
Which reminds me, start is the Old English for leap
Why is it always a leap in the dark

I mean you know how the dishes
Will turn out
You'll be able to look around
At a clean house
Instead of  gross chaos

So the vision is clear
But high dives
They always scared me
So I dare not take the plunge
The vertigo thunders in my ears

And so I waste years
Absentmindedly smoking
Days blending into one another
Staring out into the ether
Through clouds of blue smoke

Well now I want a new plot
I've thought about it a lot
It could be good
It could be me
I could be free
Stop this living aimlessly

So why don't you just promise me
The gold at the end of the rainbow honey?
What if something goes wrong?
What if I slip and fall down
What if one day I wake up and I'm no longer strong?

But what is the point of self doubt
Why do I sit here on the couch
I could travel the seven seas
And I would
And I would
And I would

If only I could
But money opens doors
Whilst little me, I'm naught but poor
Whilst those rich bastards
Sit there eating their
Stuffing custard

Five star hotels that would be me
With a taxi to take me out to see
All the wonders I never saw before
Relaxing on my cruise liner, with my suitcase, full of surprises,
Me, smiling and waving at the shore

Well so much for dreams
Don't have any honey
Nor have I any money
I don't have a plan
And I don't have a chance

Don't go out to dance
Gave up on romance
Head inside my shell
Protecting myself
From hell

Identifying with
Rumination
While the dishes pile up from procrastination
And I read the blog
And it tells me it's because I don't belong

Offbeat
on a violent sea
Lost in a storm
Forgotten the norm
Taking pills, so to conform

But they're supposed to balance you
So maybe you could go ahead
Thanking God for your daily bread
Maybe pick up some loose ends
Even try to make amends

You could make a map
Of the land of Celeste
Where people do
Their very best
Mark North, East, South and West

A land where I contented be
Where relationships exist in harmony
Where the work is done
And I live in peace
Somewhere I am never teased

By thoughts of you
Of doing more, of being better
Or what I can buy from
from an on line store
With my lantern by the door

No digging yourself
Into the abyss
A joie de vivre
A place of bliss
Nothing amiss, a perfect kiss

Well timed
And asking no less, no more
Somewhere down by the seashore
And Ice cream
I scream!

Circles
Like the wheels of bicycles
Dropping part of my icicle
A moment destroyed
Invincible

Why do we have this crucible
Is there no school we can go to
To learn the unknown
A lighthouse
To guide us
From the storm

What is there to fear
When God is near
Set Sail
Full speed ahead
We'll get there yet.

              ***

Dining Alone?

Wooh! I like the way you walk
I like the way you talk
I like the colour of your hair
I really like the clothes you wear

Wooh! I like the way you act
Just like the way that you use tact
I like the way you keep a pact
I like how you keep yourself intact

I like you 'cause you're interesting
Never know what tomorrow will bring
I like the way that you collect things
Wooh! I like the way you think

I like the way you share a drink
I like the way you dance
Wooh! I like the way you sing
Like the way you make me ting

I like how very hard you try
Even though it's hard to get by
And the way you hold me when I cry
And how you're not afraid to die

Wooh! I like you oh so much
Think I might take you out to lunch
Whilst my heart just turns to mush
As I watch you strut your stuff!

Cause I like you, that's no lie
And you know the reason why
Because you're cute and wonderful
The way you are is just a marvel!

The Ghost of Barbara

I am the ghost of Barbara
Here to wipe a way your tears
Hear to comfort you when you are sick
Here to drown out your fears

Wooh, wooh
I'm a good ghost
A happy ghost
Wooh, 'keep your chin up'

Whenever you have a question
Just whisper in the shush of
Your dark pillow
And I will answer from heaven

Because heaven, heaven knows,
And the people say
There goes the ghost of Barbara
You can see it in her way

By the way
The breeze blows in the window
And Mum's lantern flickers
And Celeste is restored to faith

Celeste and the ghost of Barbara
Brings a smile to your face
Two friends on different planes
An eternal flame.

The lovers

Who are we

And are we equal

I’ve seen you a few times

Is there a sequel?


A woman has cares

A women has woes

Whilst her lover

Off he goes


What began

 in Ancient Greece

That a rose

A lover needs


Do we live in Victorian times

Where the women draw the blinds

No we don’t we live on-line

Where casual sex is all very fine


The yin and yang

A concubine

A whirlpool

A waste of time


Selfish creatures

Stalking the web

What use do they have

But to bring home some bread?


Cleaning the house

And baking biscuits

Isn't it your turn

To do the dishes?


Showing off

You think you're tough

But you fit me

like a glove


Confounded man

Has got me trapped

Taking my love

And not giving it back


While I spend hours

To work off the fat

Look in the mirror

An old woman stares back


If I could kiss you

Get to know you

Because Pandoras

box is open


So you're thinking

I could give you

your desire

Because it's the way, you are wired


While my face burns

In a blush of fire

On my knees

With you up higher


Lover please now

Go away

Theres more to life

Than sugar dates


There's roads

To freedom

There's places I go

That no-one knows


So lover please now

Let me be

Where I live

In chastity


In a wood

Down by a grove

Where the graceful

Horses trode


But there my lover

Comes to me

Where we hide

Amongst the trees


And doth take me violently

Whilst my flowers scatter

In the breeze

As we women, live to please


And after  sunset

 With the moon on the rise

 He tells me he's all out of time

And leaves me with some leftover wine


Then he doesn't call me on Valentines

Surfs into my room as if everything's fine

What on earth is wrong with their minds

That they dare commit these crimes?


And if by chance out in the woods

While he's hunting for the kill

I should give him such a look

He'll come again my lover will.

White Hara

My Black soul

Nothingness

Perfectionism, conflict, ha!

Just a few moments

A few hours for me

Why couldn’t they see

What with all that ennui

That I just need peace

Like the Buddha needs the

Shade, of the holy fig tree.

Survival

Driving through the desert

In that beat up Peugeot

That had no aircon

We were patient

There was scenery rocks, shepherds

Avoiding the terrorists

Going places

Racing along quite well really

Trying to get to the Dead Sea

To the oasis

So Ori and I could show Mum

That place

And float

Have mud baths

Bath in the spring

Then going on to the red sea

Beaches, hotels

Going on to the pyramids

Camels, horses, Arabs.

The magnificent desert

With Bedouin, sparrows and leopards

Spanning Millions of years

of survival.

Rain

The word is God
But I can't manage that,
I end up sounding like
A used car salesman
(God give her a line)

Physical things
I can handle better
But I wish I hadn't
Sent that letter
(He wouldn't be my valentine)

You know, the raw stuff
A brisk walk
Laying down blinking
And sex, yes I'm good those things
(Sometimes, when the weather is fine)

But I just sit around with Con
He's my bestie
While all other peeps are at work
Talking shit about the test series
(Sometimes we talk in rhyme)

See here, it's akrasia
Words just drive me
All the crazier
Knowing best, but acting lazier
(I'm just me, and I'm fine)

God forgive me
For being a dumbass
Exploiting the World Wide Web
And talking brass
(Just give me some time)

More

Normal people have more

Of everything

Than I do

They have more mind

They get more fucks

They have more rocks

Efficient master clocks

I think I’ve had more shocks

Taken more knocks

One door opens

Another locks

You can moan and whine

or wine and dine

But all the same

You fall behind

You draw an arrow

in a bow

and aim and fire

at the enemy below

But they come

And they come

And they come

The blows of time, the tears of sorrow

So woe, I just don’t know

what to do sometimes

I’m just aware

It cost a dime

To read my chart

That spoke, only of, a broken heart.

Haha

How did it go
these middle of the night poems
all about angst and lust
I like the things you do
I like it when you belt my bum all blue
Octs I can't remember
it all used to rhyme
It all made sense
And was all about you
And being cool
All about needing
Your wonderful tool
Don't go to far
But we might be in love
Unless you mess with my heart
Get it together let's make a start
I think we click
I just love sucking
Your beautiful dick
I love Mcdonalds
Cars and sweats
Don't want anything else
Cause you're the best in bed