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.

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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