Tuesday 25 February 2014

21st Century Forest Titan

21st Century Forest Titan

Buried alive under the old forest
My limbs are tendrils curled round roots and stone
While above the pagans make their naked fest
I am the spirit of being alone.

Let fly horns bought at romantic supplies
The Celtic people dance round their fire
Nipples like gargoyles for the night flies
Will shun the existential void's mire

I hear the pumping of their feet as round
They leap and caper like faeries or dogs
I feel the fucking in my deepest sounds
And hear the oaths made in secluded bogs

I can taste the ecstasy in your piss
Rolling down my furrows into my streams
I am too old for these beings yet miss
The surreal passion that flows like dreams

There is a prophecy I will awake
But I do not believe in human rites
I will stay buried under these old woods
And under foot of these ecstatic nights.

Tuesday 18 February 2014

Bloody Drips

Bloody Drips

There's something warm as bloody drips
When we are touching fingertips
And running through Dunedin ways
With burning neon for the day,
Where all about is whirling light
I think I've drunk enough tonight
To be my own self undilute
And tell you that you're more than cute
But that's just bloody drips and booze
'Cus being horny's never news
For all the chemicals we buzz
We're little more than monkey fuzz
And though this night is going well
I know I'll wake up in a smell
That makes me want to grimly boke
And so I'm glad we've never poked
For life is nauseous twisting mass
And we're reflections in a glass
Of moulding faces leaking spores
And that's why I won't taste your ichor.

Wednesday 12 February 2014

Sinkhole

Sinkhole

Memory's as dark as pitch
With a sinkhole for a head
Well I try to fill it up
The bottles crowd my bed

People come and go as dreams
Or nightmares to be drowned
And drinking alone through the day
Is the only peace I've found

In my dreams you're still wriggling
But my human being has died
And in the place of myself
This toxic dump abides

People come and go as dreams
Or nightmares to be drowned
And drinking alone through the day
Is the only peace I've found

Let me sleep an alchie's sleep
Bring me the pill-head's crown
Let me fall into the world
For evermore down

Saturday 1 February 2014

As Shadows The Sun Bred

As Shadows The Sun Bred

Prepared for
My night's work
Killing like
Hare and Burke
Smothered till
Blackness comes
Deep abyss
I'm your son
In my dream
Altar's laid
Virgin's called
To the blade
Sacrosanct
Murder scene
Rubbed down with
Vaseline

Fools fools fools you bloody fools are gonna die
Fools fools fools drooling fools

A lesson
In justice
A talent
You'll witness
As shadows
The sun bred
We'll be cast
By hatred

Worship my
Collection
Waiting for
Perdition
Missing folk
Some surprise
In a blink
Of my eye
Once you pass
Through death's jaw
Stripped to bones
By my saw
Early morn
Surgery
We'll be cured
You and me

Fools fools fools you bloody fools are gonna die
Fools fools fools drooling fools

A lesson
In justice
A talent
You'll witness
As shadows
The sun bred
We'll be cast
By hatred
Like echoes
A voice rings
You'll vibrate
On my strings
As day breaks
So will you
Stood in light
I'll be new

Fools fools fools you bloody fools are gonna die
Fools fools fools drooling fools