Monday, 30 November 2009


Oh but i want to fall in love, be that so bad?
Can i not wish to find a person as a person and want it all the same?
Be that woman,
be that man.
My love will fall within the fascination of that life of some other.
And i know, i seem to know,
that I shall spend the most time with some one I've yet to meet.

Not chance,
Maybe chance will bring him to me,
Let her find me.
My eyes will ache to bitter winter sun,
My skin will pattern brown beneath a summer,
and they will fall upon my lap,
Will shield a glaring ray.

I'm the one who will stop,
I'm the one who won't speak heart until whispered,

And they will be the one who i wasn't ever in love with before.


Find me for whenever,
I'm not sure death plays part,
but if you stumble upon a soulmate,
Dead before your time,
Have you a life beyond that?
I can't wait upon soul and fate,
I wait upon erosion by the sea.
Hearing footsteps of any one who fancies,
stepping in on me.


They'll have no shame, she says,
her hair won't even be straight.
No eyes in sight.
Shame, they'll think.
Faded beauty within the reasons she never gave.

My fingers tasting each gone flesh,
love for someone i never met.
Perhaps the sweetest touch is that,
Just want and tragedy before and after.



"They simply don't understand!" She cries, and drives yet another way.
Distant factories hum their industrial glare,
A reflection upon red horizon.
The motorway fades into dim orange lights and the cars sweep yellow across.
And there i lay upon junctions-by,
Listening to the travellers shoot by.
"Baby won't find me here, nor will the love" hummed to one.
Wondering that money nor image mightn't get you what you need,
but most certainly what you aparently want.

Bore, I, in a jungle tribe?
My want would be of a man in another village,
My goal in life to birth and give plentiful to my family.
Bore, I, perhaps merely here, where i sit tonight,
And were kept,
Then perhaps my skin would remain and my thoughts a one way stream,
No colour upon my nail, nor dent through my flesh.
I'd probably have a child, I'd probably be within University
Single minded yet fearful of life i were taken from.

But no, hail no!
Throw me in the back of this car!
Sit me between the cat box and your lies,
and hide me away for years.
Look into the back seat of a darkening car,
and whisper sweet endearments, so tenderly spoken,
I almost fell prey to gullible,
I beleived you merely forgot my meds.

Would I be this!?
Would i have met him? Does it matter for I'm to fall in love with any one!
So any one does cross my path with a dark glint in his eye!
Lamps facing upwards, my thoughts piercing the sky,
the Church beside, where end up did I,
it's threats to God, so tall and loom, pierce it! Pierce the sky!
So my stars fall into the blackest of nights!
The sound, my voice, a pathetic plea among millions,
for a life of indesiciveness.
A misery if not intoxicated,
A wonder when looking beneath the oceans waves...



And breath.
There i float.
A hole in the ice.

As if swimming off the edge of the earth,
as if swallowed by the very hole said religion did pierce.
Amongst my stars, float. Breathe.

"Darling" He whispers, though never to me, "I was waiting, a while, and my darling... You just can't win".

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