Dear Anonymous,

I'm writing to you,
Just to let you know that,
Even though you don't exist,
Someone is thinking of you,
Me.

The New York Howl

The Diary

Purple glistening shards
of hard boiled sweets
strewn across the pavement

You kick me in the throat
with your brittal words of
will you wont you/'s

Taken under this hood
of clouded mishapen virtue
and your whispers
your fucking whispers

The oars that slapped my shins
are now split and splintered

All those pictures of broken amber lights
and fisheye views

Yous, all of you's
all battered in existence
all crisp and raw in sunlight

I feel the pounding of shoes
hollow in my ears
drums of natives
smoke from their gods
calls from the ones
that are just having fun

Just scape/ing what you have
for what? , another break?
another vacant holiday?
in the life of human hearts

The diary of a keeper
the diary of something
someone.

The Titans Of My Heart

The titans of my heart,
They pour out like a sunami in Thailand.
I lose you in my head,
I lost you back home,
But never assume that this is the case.

Consume, consume, consume,
As much as our bodies can take,
All i want is the growth,
But rack up again,
Because the destruction is never lost,
Only found again once set back in the dark

Rack up again on the book that made me,
Made me realise what i believe.
Think it true, but maybe not,
Take me for granted,
I'll still fall back for you.

I want you,
I've always wanted you,
But never again.

If we were to start again,
Would you treat me the way you should?

I cannot feel the way you want me to.

Ride me,
Ride me,
Fucking ride me,
Make me bound!

The wave you create i am going to surf,
Like you said you'd water me down.

I can't feel my fingers or toes,
I can't feel my skin crawl,
All i want is to feel the chill's you gave me,
In that first moment we locked eyes,
That bolt of lightening,
That instant thrill.

You excited me,
Where has it gone?
Where the fuck have you gone?
Do i deserve this?
Don't i deserve better?
Crave me again,
Did you ever crave me?

30.05.09

30.05.09
Rocketship heart,
Scoop up that decanther
You have encapsulated my soul
With your liquid fluid love

You are in breach
Of sector TWO, of THE UNTRUE
Like me, you are designed for one

Eat me whole,
Devour me fully,
Digest the words that only we speak.

Paris by Photograph

The Blurr,
The Grain,
The Lock,
The Heart.

Paris II

Goodnight my tearfull love,
Save your drops in a cup,
And let them set to silver,
Hear the wind carry my voice,
Kissing your ear.
Winterly whispers in the night,
We shall seal this night with a kiss,
And watch your tears set to gold.

Paris I

I don't want us to be fantasy anymore,
No more farewell's woman

You'll feel the impression on your skin,
As i hold my hand to yours,
Forever,
You'll feel my pulsating heart
Beat in time with yours,
As i pull you close for our re-kindled embrace.

You See,
It never lost touch,
Never forgot,
Never gave in,
Never gave up,
My heart only dances to one song...

...and that be yours.

The Monogomous Kind

If im lost in transit
Then im lost in cycles
Cycles of love
Which firstly revolve around infactuation
And turn into obsession

I, you, us, them
Are all victims of
This fast love
This consuming love
This love we can't live without

It feeds on our internal organs
Leaving us then to devour anothers

We want to taste it all
We are the greedy monogomous kind
Selfish with love
And giving of fear
Driven to torture
Just to taste one more time
Everyday hoping will be just like the first
It never is
But we always keep kidding ourselves
Maybe,
Just maybe,
You'll see me for me again
Just maybe,
One more time,
You'll see me, for me.

MY SPONTANEOUS LOVE FOR YOU

you are my whirlwind,
keeping me suspended in your words everytime you speak,
encapsulated by the rhythm of your beating heart
and your heaving breasts,
no need for cotton wool
no need to pull you in from the tide
you are your own sail
distant lands hold no obstacles
but instead bring themselves to you
you being a land they wish to explore
this intriguing labrynth of constantly moving coggs
creative floods
and long living blood

you are the richest in the world
of love
of love
of love

WHAT AN INTERESTING TUESDAY

This day that came
With such rainshower
That shed some light
On our wilted flower

Has broken the stems
Of what we all knew
And now its out
Can no longer stew

For what was in our minds
Thought dead and buried
Is out of the graveyard
And in the garden steadied

Its the roses thorns
That made us bleed
Its the foxgloves poisen
Tainting our trusty Steed
Its the poppys red petals
That now rememberance is for
And the lilys white flower
That opened the door

SOULMATE

Until the day that you are found
I will roam as one
All your beauty shaped and bound
Will overide the sun

And in the mist of thine eye
I will find my soulmate
The day will slowly turn to nigh
My love no longer tempting fate

RIVER L

Out in the wilderness
my mind is a vast open field of
longing,
heartache,
waiting for when you open up to me
I'm lost without you
yet i long to be in our future
When will our red river run white?
will our white river ever run blue?
I fear for my heart
as the pulpitations harden in your absence
an the suffering is mild
but i cannot disclose this to you,
So reassure me baby
before my river runs black.

CLOBO

I woke up next to you the morning after that night
"6:20" i shouted in my sleep 6:25 the time was
A new start streaming through your skylight
Highlighting the strands of your messed up hair
The cat meows
Telling you to fall in love
I think your cat likes me

BESOS

Wrap your eyes in the darkness of my own heart
You are no longer mine
No longer paying to put my feet upon a pedastle

Constant noise
Over constant thoughts
I am no longer yours
No longer paying to put your hands within my reach

Go on
Ruin my heart with your words of love
Ruin my heart with your intense kisses
Your French tongue
And i kiss you through the glass
Where your red lips once pressed
Where your red lips once pressed

SPELLS

Wind and fire
Magic wands
Golden Thrusts
And Silver Swans

Torture your mind
And i'll torture her
We'll disembowel Jesus
With frankinsence and meir

WE

We fuck, we sly, we gaze, we flaunt
We flirt with stares of faces gaunt
We slow, we dip, we speed, we want
We write her tatt in different font

We smoke, we blow, we tap, we hum
We crave the notion of getting some
We drink, we spill, we write, we swallow
We rest our drinks on wood thats hollow

We sing, we talk, we sip, we dress
We cloth ourselves in drunken mess
We search, we find, we roll, we sleep
We have these nights of which we keep