apollo

The cycle comes back on itself and all our heroes in their farce
(Crucifier crucify get crucified)
Have returned to infant form
(Crucifier crucify get crucified)
splashed in photographs on our mantelpiece
(Crucifier crucify get crucified)
We mock and we jaw and cultivate humility
(Crucifier crucify get crucified)
Our heels on the neck of the people we pity
(Crucifier crucify get crucified)

Next time around when cities level and wells pool red
(Pacifier pacify get pacified)
No snapshots will survive
(Pacifier pacify get pacified)
No ticker tape returns
(Pacifier pacify get pacified)
We'll die in the fruits of our own sick memory
(Pacifier pacify get pacified)
No square jawed saviour blazing morality
(Pacifier pacify get pacified)
Will mark a trail bleached of guilt

The vacuous zones we carve from our enmity
We cruise right through them (so aghast)
Dripping with blood from the palms of our tyrants
Dripping with blood from the palms of our tyrants yeh

The endless gash we chewed with our gluttony
We Cruise right past it (jaws agape)
Tripping with blood fault lines from our iris
Tripping with blood fault lines from our iris

And whilst the rot keeps eating away
We govern de facto
Molotovs drip dripping away
His majesty is waiting

denunciations

Spare us your denunciations/too busy drowning/in monosodium glutamate/fighting fire with oil/fighting fire with annihilation/ Selves struggle for supremacy/distinct in uniformity/the queues we form/follow quests/hero scripts/but never lead questions away from conformity. Defending the Indefensible pulls a victim hood over many a gaze/choosing best product for best high/no way/no exit/ramp/to freedom/only more turns/tears cried/onto a hard shoulder / And the contrarion stares/impassive/waiting for the other shoe to drop/some contagion/in our supply/has subverted what humanity/could be traced/Isolate/deny/that otherness can be invested/freely in this market/though some rations might be slim/exogenous factors fall outside this equation/that balances so neatly/in ledger scrolls scripted/By gory nib clutched between perfectly manicured nails/ Direct/Mutual/Aid/Action/Is the resource/worth its weight in god/Money stuffed in mouths and bets laid out across theatres/between the stars whose glow stays subterranean/No tragic-comic martyr to or heroic fool visible/an altogether different kind of resolution

In Time

Reprimand/devils grasp/heady dance//test demands/targets achievable/far beyond your grasp/irretrievable/limits of your consciousness define unbelievable/and perception of the future present past/if we cannot see the prison how could we bend the bars?/defend whats ours/and drop the illusions/stressed head swelling blood pressure contusions/gotta breath/ step forward/pick a path through confusion/ relentless ambiguity intrusions/fuelled by self doubt and excess pollutants/ prevent precision/deep breath/walk away/to another vehicle/still standing post collision/still demanding/more of these ideas/that they could walk for me/in cafes/well thumbed/smudged ink paperback weapon/to collect these moments/fine, incisive irrefutable/shaving away dogma/leaving bare flesh naked to the truths in the air/profane beauty beyond redemption or compare/derelict debonair/sheer sick sheen of chic stripped/corroded by the acid of this indignace/hospital gown/ in remission from the pretence/that this is a sane order to accept/that it would be unhealthy to reject/resist/insurrect/build afresh an alternate/vulnerable flawed thing of beauty that lives and dies on its own terms/on its own time like a flipped hourglass/kinetic energy setting the pace of revolutions that chew up and obliterate this farce/mechanism crafted/die cast/wheels in essential intricate motion/steady charged centred/whilst the cracks form around them/and that which seemed so naturally eternal/crumbles like so much compacted rouge/manufactured dessicated storefront window display of /abusive ideals/until our childrens children have to imagine what it would be like to never feel/learning/loving/unmediated/uncalculated/tasting pleasure/not sin guilt satisfaction with a lifetime guarantee/in/against/beyond/we can do better and we shall.

Scapegoat

Exiled internally/Bullies force conditions through proxies/Mediated agression shows insecurity and anger/Trying to find a focus/This scapegoat stands not in opposition/but facing forward/Beyond violence/The end/Ticking faster/Time will have its victory/But no-one else/This beast/refuses burden/self-imposed/Acceptance of a tax paid in esteem/Contentions dressed as invitations/Bleed into irrelevance/Like the cancered inside of the contender who never was/Pretender through loss after loss after loss/ Living in the told you so end times/ 20/20 shepherds leading the blind/Force fed flock can't read between the headlines/Intelligent/Malevolent/This design/Strives to make artistry a crime/Compassion a crime/Difference a crime/Defiance a Crime/Still/This scapegoat/stands not in opposition/But facing a window/Stained with the grace of vulnerability/Framed in sincerity no malevolence could tarnish/No technology could harness.

8th October

How much of this alienation can we endure?
Stuck in a continum, forced to compete for attention
Divided by rapacious individualisation
We look to stars for inspiration instead of Our Selves
Raw, interdependent, that realisation,
In moments stood shoulder to shoulder or face face
Streaked with tears of joy and desperation
We LIVE
We Desire
We suffer
We laugh into the void together
Echoeing, calling the next moment into being
We've ALL got a story to tell
And when we touch, tired and worn
We glow with the understanding that we won't be torn
We know our Weapons
We Feel our Force
We'll never sell self to buy their product
The Lies of what came before.

Soap opera drama/elastic karma/cause and effect/elastic reflex/hits back harder/so does everything happen for a reason?/or anything at all?/standing tall puffed with pride climbing toward the fall/running out of steps/is twelve enough or too much?/just a little buzzed or just too fucked?/roll light puff/pour a little death into plastic cups/slow suicide murder abrupt/driven by disgust/disambiguation of issues discussed/empires built on sand/relationships on trust/either way it's all going the way of dust/sooner or later/rather the latter/no time for shit talk or chit chatter/better thoughts and feelings on paper/things I'll never near half understand/maybe realisation comes later/maturity is a process not a milestone/never over until we meet our maker/sinners already living in a furnace/steam rising off the surface/never begging favour/false honour or audience/maybe slipping when we run but never stepping fraudulent/just the pain in our souls, heart and raw intent/to grow beyond chysalis states/shed illusions and trace new outlines/sketch artists to architects/broad strokes complimented by intricate movements/and intimate moments/lessons and improvements/failiures and setbacks/salvaging the future from the circumstance that produced them/pretty ugly to beautifully gruesome/so many lost feelings for what moved them/burnt out dead eyes cold heart/take the scenic route around to perpetuate our movement/can't carry dead weight/if you've got no stake/then you're beyond losing/relegated/I'll stay dedicated/doesn't matter if I become a never made it/survival and growth is cause for celebration/good friends inspire me to pass hesitation/dead equivocation/whilst life stays flirting/intimating/more to this/another rising sun beyond the horizon to kiss/romantic notions confuse moments/still trying to do the right thing/stay writing until I stop breathing/might just bring/my intifada/because theres still something inside uprising...

playing on words

Playing on words
I never quite knew all the rules
Rules that measure the length of relevance,
The height of wit,
The diameter of compassion
The radius in the limb of a crooked figure painted on concrete floor and filled with all my aspirations, ideas and principles,
Principally useful for
Purposes of illustration
Hung on the wall of a station
We all pass through,
Commuting our sentences, like lifers in a rush
To conjugate and ink the period, dry and complete,
Writing their liberation, it’s all in the wrist,
And the strain is repetitive,
Unoriginal, derivative, infectious, contagious,
Franchised liability limited,
I’m gagging on orders that I haven’t received yet
Rejecting the recipe, one candidate not willing to be deceived yet
Maybe I just can’t perceive the need yet
To let sleeping dogs lie through ivory teeth
And shovel shit to feed death;
Death of Dreams
Death of Hopes
Death of Ideas
Death of Questions
Then stand in line to give thanks and blessings for the dividend
All the while shouting inside when will it end
I won’t bend, just to break
I’ll spoon against the gently sighing back of love
To find strength
I’ll embrace friendship in a crowded room or all alone in a telephone booth
To slit the throat of pretence
I’ll kiss belief on the cheek
As we meet to travel,
Passports in the pockets of the clothes on our back
To choose vulnerability over defence
Determined Self Ignited Burning
A carbomb in the embassy of cynicism
And I’ll walk away,
Shake the hand of family in a gift shop and find my niece a present
A past, a future, gift wrapped,
With a bow and a quiver of arrows shaped like sunsets
Quivering, racing, rushing to catch themselves again and paint the world
In new colours on a canvas of sky
And just this once I don’t think I’ll keep the receipt
I’ll screw it up and toss it away with all my grief,
Every shot glass of sorrow, Every pint of self-pity,
Shed like hangover sweat,
Remembering the right to forget
And to care again and let go of regret
Appreciate the grace that invites respect
To the party of a lifetime; No dress Code, No Guest List
No pumpkins at midnights chime
Cinderella will go to the ball and stay until six in the morning
Making love and conversation under canopy awnings
And the mouth of destiny sis yawning
Open, choose to step in and keep the lions roaring

Even for one day
Better that than a thousand as lambs
I walk eternity balanced on a grain of sand
And chase Mercury, Never blame the stars or planets
Stride purposefully, along the surface of my insecurities
And stay standing, never branding self as property,
Never give dominion or monopoly to the anything but the light within me, a child of verbs, reborn in each action