An Air Condiioned Hell

A surge of memories comes thrashing
Through the canal’s of my mind,
They leave the streets upon which my
Thoughts walk drenched in sorrow,
Here I am, shaking in anticipation,
Awaiting the dawn of tomorrow’s awakening,
Here I am, purging the demons of the past
Through the deconstruction of my sanctuary,
Trying to hold on to some faint reminiscence
Of the life I used to lead so well.

These days I find myself in an air conditioned hell,
Turning over and over at night
Within the heat and the sweat of my own devils rising.
Within he turns, within he burns away at the substance of my heart, telling me, demanding of me that I tear myself apart,
Away from the joy of drifting upon a shifting mood.
He says give in to the flood, deny your mood any ability to float,
Coat yourself in a suit of sorrow and obey the ghosts
Of tomorrow in their projection. He whispers in my ear to fear the rejection of an angel’s tear, he asks of me to waste away the
In my approach, touching upon the divine but never knowing my

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The Night Is A Wild Beast Foaming

The night is a wild beast foaming at the teeth
The crescent moon a Cheshire cats smile
Keeping lunar illumination upon the clouds that pass on by.
The stars are pin prick holes in a shroud of death
Promising life upon the other side of the new day dawning.
As rising – re born from the ashes of the past
The solar phoenix is bursting forth upon the skylines of another realm
Here it is darkness – void – the abyss.
Here I find myself tangled within a web of delusional love
Missing the dream of kissing you
At the mercy of brutal and ruthless killers below
Those that cling to the memory of the shadow.

The river has burst its banks
The city is dying
Disease is eating away at the flesh of those breathing stagnant air.
Mothers are seeking there children in pits of tar
Fathers are slaying there Fathers in a motion to rise
Where are the children?
Those bright eyed starry gazed children, half crazed and rotting in the lair of the piper.

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For blue horizons bound

Angels fallen in dust unsettled,
Scattered limpid flaked wings in their wake.
All it is your birds are calling for they say,
One more song to sing, one more dream from which to shake.

Into the town of our bearer we stride, head strong,
Flashing our feathers in pride.
Never to stop. To think from what horrors we hide
As we contemplate existence on the slip slid.

Trying to regain your footing, balance comes at a price.
As we slice the webbing of our capture, we hear her calling,
Falling, stalling on the verge of going over,
Never knowing if the one she calls lover will await her
Return if she leaves to sail upon the leaf of another.

For blue horizons bound,
The child is lost unsound,
As petals frozen mid flight
Will never touch the ground.

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I Am You And You Are Me

We are as free as free can be
A construct of mentality
And if I can be you
And you can be me
We could walk a grand eternity.

Would you agree?

Yesterday's forgetting and tomorrows in the way
We are at odds with ourselves, chaos enthralling.
Order and reason long lost callings.
Join the big river harp in singing
Join the slide into blues and more
Each door a world revealing
Each solemn chord is somehow pleasing
As I cast myself from the shadows of my mind.

All is mine the world’s remembrance
Oblivion beckons in the corner of our eyes
No time for sinking now!

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Wasted Opportunities.

Wasted opportunities haunt the memory of adolescence,
I remember a time within the white room
As smoke bellowed alongside monsoon thunder
I placed resistance before instinct in turning my head from the girl.

These days she runs in frantic routines,
Finding time only once in a while to turn her smile my way.

My earliest memories are of the girl her eyes a blue fantastic
Piercing the hollows of my shell her smile was pure innocence,
Truly the only cure for looking glass blues.

Inside the circle we played amongst the grey
Seeking within the day the words to say to one another.
Paddling throughout infancy, attachments were set in stone
And even now no soul claims priority above the soul that Love forgot,
Not out of carelessness but of an inability to cope with the fact
She was never there to hold me true in embrace.

We were torn, seams worn at such a young age

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Sanctuary

What sanctuary is there beyond the burning of summer sun?
A new page is turning in the story untold
And here we are, older now within the moment disappearing,
The fragrant night holds no captives
Feasting upon the flesh of a thousand virgin dreams.

Bound, gagged and bleeding
She crying for a softer death
She’s crying for a fresher breathe

A life anew awaits beyond the walls of her confinement
She is shackled and tied fast within the bondage of conformity
Trying to see beyond the screen, giant, silver queen.

The crossroads are nearing
Small worlds are gathering softly

The canopy of the forest is wavering
Foreign winds travel the air this night
Arabian desert mist envelopes the town

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Sleep Well Angel Sweetness

Sleep well angel sweetness
Find your place in dreams
Keep well within your mind
That nothing's as it seams.

This night angel sweetness
You have opened up my eyes
You have changed in form
Beyond the storm and opened up the skies.

Sleep well angel princes
In your kingdom's shade
Keep well within your boundaries
The time allowed to fade.

Sleep well angel dearest
Moon beam maiden of this realm
Keep steady in your hand the dreams
Which keep you steady at the helm.

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Real a Lie

Tell me is it Real a Lie? Wont you come a little closer to reveal the sky?
Through dirty crowds she burst through gathering clouds.

I just can’t think in this heat, I need to get off my feet.
Sink into cool, cool calms of shade.

Think like a genius to act like a fool,
Always bending the rules, they hammered into us at school.
Beneath giant palms we could go fade,
sink into cool, cool calms of shade.

I'll have it on the rocks, laid out on the sand,
I'll wait for you by the docks to take me by the hand.

Across oceans of eternity, we'll plummet to the depths of this land
if only we could avoid it, if only I could take you by the hand.

A small pang of regret, better off to live and forget
better off to live as it’s life we’re living.

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We are the Children as we are the Dead

I am the rain as I am the storm
I am the leaf as I am the tree
I am the soil as I am the worm
I am the soul and I am free.

I am the bee as I am the hive
I am the ant as I am the hill
I am the corpse as I am alive
I am the birth as I am the kill.

We are the children as we are the dead
We are the free as are those that are bound
We are the children as we are the dead
We are as lost, we are as found.

I am the cow as I am the herd
I am the blade as I am the field
I am the whispering secret unheard
I am the farmer as I am the yield.

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Through Expression Of The Feeling

The time has come to adorn the mask of true dreaming
And to rise against the odds, against the tide and to know
All there is that lies beneath the porcelain desert snow.
This last night I danced, naked with the nymphs of a moonlit lake,
Wild and frenzied in circles, chanting, entrancing and calling
On elder gods to join, to hold my hand and to turn circles in the sand.

No music is there upon the air as unspoken harmonies cling within
The memories of delicate winged girls and softly spoken come those
Tender words that sooth so my aching soul, Dance with me I’ll make you whole.

Through expression of the feeling
Through redefining what it is to be real
We can together find a way throughout the shades,
Into fields of easy grazing, still half crazed at the wonder
And amazement that follows every breath.

A thousand lives worth lived I’d give to hold the silver moon
As a thousand dreams of decadence stir emotional monsoon.

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