In shores of stone
You shall make your home
Did you ask for solidity?
A life?
Recognition?
I shall give you a solid start
A place to firm your mark
You will be recognised
Things will last
As far as time allows
You will live
In shores of stone
With grey skies
To firm your ground further
The horizon is your absynthe
Farm what you will
In everlasting stony gaze
Everything erected
Will stand for ages to come
And go
And come
Teh world digests the rock more slowly
When it bears some significance
Or so you've made yourselves to think
Can I pretend to be a whisper
Smoothing the stone?
You will lie
In shores of stone
Your love making will be hard and heavy
But you will unite
With gravity and shape
You will live in shores of stone
And the sea shall be frozen for you
In shores of stone
Sunday, 24 May 2009
Sunday, 10 May 2009
The Word Of The Lost
Fog, fingers and flames
Little rhymes
Going off time
A body loses its shape
I miss contours
And substance
When shall I begin?
A wander is lost
In search
Will she come home?
Why does the night turn to day?
To
Day
Is led astray
By a tide of ring tones
And fake promises
You will never be where you are
A coma of the senses
Taking you back
To be returned
To the origin
Decreation
I hover over the hills
Of Constantinople
I call out for history to retract
From its misconceptions
A betrayal spreading like blood
Through the centuries
Infuriating the veins of civilisation
We got closer once
Then we lost track
Then we were tracked down
Then we were simply down
I heard your prayer
Beneath shores of stone
Ships of bone
Chants of home
Of men together
And alone
If I could fell through the ages
Would I ever return?
If I could see through the ages
Would I see the world burn?
A thousand times again
A thousand times over
Time is the final makeover
The words of the lost are repeated
Though no one can hear them
No one that's here
Then
Why should we near hymn?
I feel I have misspoken
I apologize
I concede
I retract
I bow to your aptitude
To the necessities of the multitude
I no longer know what to say
But somehow this calms me down
No longer a mission or objective
To be completed in time
A score to settle or conquer
A game in hand
I flee from the surface of existence
I dive though the musty waters
Settle in the silt
I rain in the sand
Wet with peace
I return to me
And forget about all beginnings
Beneath shores of stone
Ships and thrones
Kingdoms of flashing eyes
Wide, dazzling grins
The mistakes are the same
Over coffee and latte,
Or ambrosia and honey
Too much delight can switch you down
The cable of creation
Is yours to keep
There's nothing to be learned
But plenty to forget
I take it you've never met
The stranger in your head
The person that stares back
On the other side of the mirror
Above the neck
Those eyes can see you
Better than mine
And yet I must decline
A guest so sublime
Through the strands of time
Making me yours and mine
I wish I could tell you
The words of the lost
But only the wise have spoken
And their silence
Is the last thing I hear
Perhaps their words have been lost
Or broken
By something stronger
Than bread or spear
Their words have been forgotten
Little rhymes
Going off time
A body loses its shape
I miss contours
And substance
When shall I begin?
A wander is lost
In search
Will she come home?
Why does the night turn to day?
To
Day
Is led astray
By a tide of ring tones
And fake promises
You will never be where you are
A coma of the senses
Taking you back
To be returned
To the origin
Decreation
I hover over the hills
Of Constantinople
I call out for history to retract
From its misconceptions
A betrayal spreading like blood
Through the centuries
Infuriating the veins of civilisation
We got closer once
Then we lost track
Then we were tracked down
Then we were simply down
I heard your prayer
Beneath shores of stone
Ships of bone
Chants of home
Of men together
And alone
If I could fell through the ages
Would I ever return?
If I could see through the ages
Would I see the world burn?
A thousand times again
A thousand times over
Time is the final makeover
The words of the lost are repeated
Though no one can hear them
No one that's here
Then
Why should we near hymn?
I feel I have misspoken
I apologize
I concede
I retract
I bow to your aptitude
To the necessities of the multitude
I no longer know what to say
But somehow this calms me down
No longer a mission or objective
To be completed in time
A score to settle or conquer
A game in hand
I flee from the surface of existence
I dive though the musty waters
Settle in the silt
I rain in the sand
Wet with peace
I return to me
And forget about all beginnings
Beneath shores of stone
Ships and thrones
Kingdoms of flashing eyes
Wide, dazzling grins
The mistakes are the same
Over coffee and latte,
Or ambrosia and honey
Too much delight can switch you down
The cable of creation
Is yours to keep
There's nothing to be learned
But plenty to forget
I take it you've never met
The stranger in your head
The person that stares back
On the other side of the mirror
Above the neck
Those eyes can see you
Better than mine
And yet I must decline
A guest so sublime
Through the strands of time
Making me yours and mine
I wish I could tell you
The words of the lost
But only the wise have spoken
And their silence
Is the last thing I hear
Perhaps their words have been lost
Or broken
By something stronger
Than bread or spear
Their words have been forgotten
Tuesday, 5 May 2009
In Between The Gates Of Eden
You'll travel your soul
Roam and roam
Forget the way home
It's a song
You can dance
I'll see you when you get there
Never a goodbye
Unfashionable clothes
The slipstream of childhood
The regrets we made
The songs we wore
As war went on
It's a time capsule
That holds us together
Apart we stand
Each other in awe
I awake myself
I head off to work
My life is complete
A word I write
I song I sink
A bird I free
Flutters in the wind
My chest heaves
My life concedes
I whisper a secret lie
I tell no one my alibi
There's no one to hear
Our secret conquest
The year nears
The year that beckons nears
Two rivers
The Euphrates
The Tigris
Elephants and tigers
Will you come home?
Together we shall stay apart
The long and the lack
An unquestionable remark
I fail my seed
I take thee as a spouse
A wrinkled worm
The word of the lost
Is here forever
I stand beside you
Before the Gates of Eden
I stand beside you
As you enter
The Gates of Eden
I stand
Behind you
By the Gates
Of Eden
Roam and roam
Forget the way home
It's a song
You can dance
I'll see you when you get there
Never a goodbye
Unfashionable clothes
The slipstream of childhood
The regrets we made
The songs we wore
As war went on
It's a time capsule
That holds us together
Apart we stand
Each other in awe
I awake myself
I head off to work
My life is complete
A word I write
I song I sink
A bird I free
Flutters in the wind
My chest heaves
My life concedes
I whisper a secret lie
I tell no one my alibi
There's no one to hear
Our secret conquest
The year nears
The year that beckons nears
Two rivers
The Euphrates
The Tigris
Elephants and tigers
Will you come home?
Together we shall stay apart
The long and the lack
An unquestionable remark
I fail my seed
I take thee as a spouse
A wrinkled worm
The word of the lost
Is here forever
I stand beside you
Before the Gates of Eden
I stand beside you
As you enter
The Gates of Eden
I stand
Behind you
By the Gates
Of Eden
Wednesday, 15 April 2009
One Thousand Batting Eye Lids
One thousand batting eye lids
On the summer frost
Who knows the rain
Until it comes to lick you whole?
Who knows the sun
Until it burns from the inside
Everlasting
Like a first love secret whisper?
I wish I had all the dreams I have forgotten
They would keep me awake
Through the slumber of existence
If I try hard
I can be eleven once again
I can take myself back
And remember you
In between the Gates of Eden
Before all knowledge
Before who I was to become
If I take myself back
I'm just about to hold your hand
As you hold your heart away from me
Through your eyes
The promise of a dream
Becoming our reality
I'm not big enough
To feel
What I felt then
Perhaps love is lost
Only to be regained
Not in memory
But in the blink of an eye
On the summer frost
Who knows the rain
Until it comes to lick you whole?
Who knows the sun
Until it burns from the inside
Everlasting
Like a first love secret whisper?
I wish I had all the dreams I have forgotten
They would keep me awake
Through the slumber of existence
If I try hard
I can be eleven once again
I can take myself back
And remember you
In between the Gates of Eden
Before all knowledge
Before who I was to become
If I take myself back
I'm just about to hold your hand
As you hold your heart away from me
Through your eyes
The promise of a dream
Becoming our reality
I'm not big enough
To feel
What I felt then
Perhaps love is lost
Only to be regained
Not in memory
But in the blink of an eye
Monday, 23 March 2009
Someone Else's Soul
Someone else's soul
Has taken my world
Now I live a dream
Too fleeting to be true
I'm left with the remnants of half forgotten things
How can one forget what not even he knows?
The stuff of dreams
Shakes my nights awake
Turns sheets against me
I shall die alone
Amidst a crowd
Of one thousand eyes
One thousand batting eyelids
I guess I can take it
Gaze away from what you see
And you'll find what you've lost
Names have been my crown
Of thorns and glass
Of horns and grass
Of scorns and class
Of porn and mass
I can take that
And keep my fridge full
Of refrigerated promises
On the brink of existence
There lies creational turbulence
Fasten your soul seat belts
Though no one is expected any time soon
Ring the door
There's no one home
No one to be afraid
No one to judge
Or to ask
Hi. How are you doing?
We can all slip away
Between the doors of chaos
And have it all forgotten
After breakfast and rhyme
Has taken my world
Now I live a dream
Too fleeting to be true
I'm left with the remnants of half forgotten things
How can one forget what not even he knows?
The stuff of dreams
Shakes my nights awake
Turns sheets against me
I shall die alone
Amidst a crowd
Of one thousand eyes
One thousand batting eyelids
I guess I can take it
Gaze away from what you see
And you'll find what you've lost
Names have been my crown
Of thorns and glass
Of horns and grass
Of scorns and class
Of porn and mass
I can take that
And keep my fridge full
Of refrigerated promises
On the brink of existence
There lies creational turbulence
Fasten your soul seat belts
Though no one is expected any time soon
Ring the door
There's no one home
No one to be afraid
No one to judge
Or to ask
Hi. How are you doing?
We can all slip away
Between the doors of chaos
And have it all forgotten
After breakfast and rhyme
Thursday, 5 March 2009
Can someone give me Time?
"Can you give me Time?"
The man asks
"Sure. What time?"
The other man replies
"Mine. Yours. Everyone's. Everything's."
The man answers
"Sure.
Wrapped up to take?
Or are you going to eat it here?"
The man asks
"Sure. What time?"
The other man replies
"Mine. Yours. Everyone's. Everything's."
The man answers
"Sure.
Wrapped up to take?
Or are you going to eat it here?"
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