Thursday, 26 August 2010

إلى الأبد غودنيت

Affirmed is the death of attraction.
Once more
I find myself
Once more
Questioning my purpose.

I wonder if I did the best I could.
I am loyal.
I could always be there.
But deny my dreams.
And curse my ways.

انا اعطي لكم جميعا ، وكل ما قدم لك وأنت
وحدك. لقد دفعت نفسي الى الابد نحو لكم مع أفضل
النوايا ، والتظلم ورثاء أصدقائي فقط في هذه
الخدمة. غودنيت إلى الأبد ، وأنا لن يكون أفضل ، وأنا
لن يخضع ابدا ، لانك انت بارد ودون خفة دم بنفسك.

Now I do not question my purpose.
Now I do not hold on.

Master,
How loyal can a starving dog be?

Vice

You are just starting in Islam, yes?
You must read the books.
And with that I hurriedly forced my pained feet
Into my sandals
And escaped the slowly filling mosque.

For sake
And charm
Of religious piety
I found myself in
Want or
Need
Of their harmounious gaiety.
For despite the difficulty
Or hardship
One must endure,
These actions
Are taken
By millions abroad.
So this what I conjecture
Despite the incredulity
And allusions to Paradise
Or a pit of burning fire,
It seems to me that
Obidience so practiced
Is itself
A vice desire.

Friday, 6 August 2010

A Fine And Delicate Balance

In lieu of a traitor, is hard to bear
When he is you
And you are him.
Boiling an orange is a sin
Again.
And he doesn't know what he'd do without her.
And she lives by him too.

And so are they living proof?
That love can exist for our sodden generation?

Because they are fickle
And they are false
And I would fuck things
That would repulse
These narrow minded
Ration fed
In spite of everything
Doe eyed, dumb
Easily wed.

That something that is anything
To grow out of nothing
And be awarded to people
Here and there
Willy Nilly
Higgeldy Piggeldy
Begs a formulae

And so I say
Remember to all
Just this one thing
That all things may neither
Tip
Nor
Fall
But remain
As best they can
In a fine
And delicate
Balance.

Saturday, 24 July 2010

Happens to everyone darlin

I'm going to kiss the keyboard

bggggggggggggggh

There. It's a kiss as interpreted by a plastic set of letters.
It was passionate, no doubt.
But the keyboard has other worries.
It's going through a hard patch right now
It's breaking up with me
And I can't keep writing with it.

Bg 666666666666666666bb66666666666666666bbbb

That one had tongue.

Wednesday, 30 June 2010

hAh LaUgHiNg Is FuN

Nectar, Nectar
Hector.
Wine Wine
Rhyme

This is the Ryhme
In which I whine
And moan
And throw around
Old stones into
Drains
And brains
That stick and paste
In rotten heads.

This is the Rhyme
In which I flag up something
Right here.
It's been brought to my attention
That Rhyme is for cunts and losers

This is the verse
Which mocks the curse
That old verse which hoped to burst
How I work

But fuck you

Buttfuck you?
No thanks
I've had my fill
I've had my wanks
Now this is horrid drop your ears
Fuck you you queers
And tears, tears.

This is the part
Which cackles like them
Them downstairs
Outside
hAh LaUgHiNg Is FuN

Looking good in the abyss

Holy fuck
If i'm travelling into the abyss
I at least want to look good.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
They all cheered outside
What's funny
Is the fact that
This is funny
HAHAHAHAHA
And she never even saw it coming
HAHA
Everybody says that.
Been saying it for twelve years.

Those two, it's not just them who raised me
It's the lot.
All those guys. They're all my parents
And my parents
They're married
They're both married to each other
But they flirt
And feel each other up
They forget
Or swap
Or switch around.

Ma has always wanted me to perform
In every sense
I've got to do well.
But for people
For people but for her.

Come down when you're ready darling
You make me laugh
Whassat?
Just a bit of writing Ma

Dad, I
I
I don't know what you think.
I think sometimes we are very similar
You know it's all good
But everything is fucked
Everything could always be better.
I've got to do well.

I feel pressure like I feel loss
YOU HAVE TO THINK A LOT
BEFORE YOU NOTICE IT

But it's there. And you make it too.

Friday, 18 June 2010

Stretch's Baby Girl

As I eloped
And returned to Stroud,
I walked down the high street
proud
excited
maybe.

I saw my old friend Rosie
She had a baby
So you're a mummy now?

Yes she said
Her name's Bonnie
She said
And she toked hard
It's been a while I'm sure.

Funny that my parents
Would have called Rosie
A baby
And not her Baby.
Babies having babies, that's what it is.

Age is more than a number
That much is true
Having the guts to do
What the other kids won't.

Want respect? Use a condom.
Want a house? Don't.