Madness

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~ CONCRETE GRAVEYARD ~

~ CONCRETE GRAVEYARD ~

It is written already, deep within the depths
Of monuments and concrete blocks
Upon which...

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WHY WE WINE WHEN WE DO

TATTOO on the underground muscle

Drizzling wine red on the sheets
of bed
realising giants cry inside my head
sorted...

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The Rackets!!

The Rackets!!

Patricia played the piano, Patrick loved the drums, both of them sat making rackets all the time on their...

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Has the music really ended

Silence is a kiss

Listen to the waltz they play
into day and nights
limping limping limping away
they...

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We are numbers

We are numbers

I woke up one morning
With a letter at my door.
It said I need to improve
My credit...

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TAPPING INSIDE THE SKULL

techno blue

Let me go
where lovers cannot scream
lovers disappear as the morning kills the dream
...

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DRESSED AS A TIGER WE STILL...

my madness based on true story

Curves reach into straight
fully immersed into super hot
crowd beats one drum
...

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Funny madness

I am not at all attractive, I am much less photogenic
I have a best friend who is a clown
My...

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Here They Come

The Priest And The Pagans

Here They Come

Here come the priests
Of the Prince of Peace
With the holy Crucifix

Here they come...

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A Soldier's Story

The Aftermath of War

A Soldier's Story

“When the damage is done, the war is over.
Nothing is ever over, It’s all around you.
Lucky...

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USED ONE PAIR OF BLOODY SHOES

Sweet Sweating fever
all over the red bed
dripping exclamation a robbery in progress
...

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Plastic Life

Plastic Life

Polyvinyl chloride coats my synthetic lung as I sip from my resin bath

Microbead seeds grow into...

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THE SPIDER

I sat silent
Still
In that room
My eyes transfixed
By the spider
As it...

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Shades

Shades

Dank thick perspiration
drapes over our oily nervous skin
like freshly salted slugs......

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Just a Tick

Just a Tick

Drip...

Tick...

I can feel my mind is slipping slowly from its secret seat of security,...