Saturday 16 November 2013

two million seconds on a ladybirds back



two million seconds on a ladybirds back
im flying dragons in a kiddies story
blytons tales and lewes fables
im eight years old rejoicing jack a nory

I never grew out of uncle franks hard time hatred
he played with me under the covers
i grew stronger because of his abuse
an introduction to  is all timed lovers

fiddled my private parts, alone and in anguish
i try to release and stare at the moon
stop touching me, im trying to sleep
lullaby baby in a cot asleep so soon.

never alone my mother did cry
he drew me over and the earth did revolve
my pianist fist, clenched and reasoned
my thoughts died and dissolved

why did you hurt me and so drew the blood
i never knew so much distress
my arse so abused. a sword so inflicted
unto the fissures dead and depressed

why did you hurt me my uncle
i never knew, so much i cried
this anguish and hatred disruption
for the telling this story, i lied

i could dance and laugh at your anguish
the power of an infant abide
to destroy an innocent tale
not to rhyme nor collide.










The Paris subway freak



I slept one night on a Paris subway
cold and all alone
fiddle playing as a cushion
pressed to my ear like a phone.

she walked by and smiled
donated a frank and shed a tear
in sympathy upon nuances
a unique position aqua clear.

those rosy red cheeks glowed like rocks
I died inside for a minuscule second
she donated her warmth to this tramp in the park
more than i could ever have reckoned

trains passed by but the carriage was empty
drowned by whisky and beer
my hands dried and nails too long
her lips on mine creating romantic fear

the paris subway showed me where to to go
my mind tripped her like a skipping rope
in a dizzy mind loop rainbow
I dont know how to cope

she said the words i love you
my beard all too long afraid
a Shakespearean play plaguing
this old imagination all a frayed.

and so on the subway station
i exist so all alone
i dream each night forgiveness
an empty skimming splashed the stone

To sleep i must become
my passing angel brushes my cheek
falling deeper into lethargy
I am that subway freak