Concern

 

Dark streets damp

with the sounds of eerie laughter

 

and parents searching for children.

 

 

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Are you going to be there?

 

Have you been yourself lately?

Have you travelled into the future?

What feelings can you feel?

Do they feel real?

 

What do you see in the mirror?

Whose face stares at you?

 

In dreams are you alone?

Can you accept everyday people?

In everyday places?

Happy or sad faces?

 

Where could you live?

How would you live?

What would you give?

To be free?

 

Is nature your friend?

What if they don’t listen and there’s no escape?

Who do you know?

Where is the end?

When does it happen?

Is this just another fashion?

 

You seem like a person full of passion?

I think you are missing in action?

Why weep with total despair?

Are you going to be there?

 

 

Hollow man

 

There was a time, when I was never far from a smile

I was young, and I thought in vain

to make dreams and live them.

I had all I needed

But I was wrong in this thought and action.

 

 

Just as the wind, rain and the passing of time

reduce a mountain to a thing of nothing.

Time and disappointment have worn me out, deep from the inside,

To reveal this hollow man,

filled with the substance of shadow.

 

 

I crumble slowly

Disappointment festering daily

Consuming my gentle and pure thoughts

With the bile of despair.

 

 

It takes years of the mundane

To allow such darkness to spread

I am so afraid now

That there is no cure.

 

 

 

Keep it light

 

The tattooed shank is in the news again

While Hyena man laughs,

and the echoes are reflected,

through the happy streets.

 

Narcissus kisses the mirror,

and the wind sounds like one long sigh into the night.

 

There is a knock at the door

But there is no door.

 

Men with umbrellas fall from the sky

Landing on the smiling face of Dick Turpin.

 

But in the end

‘Keep it light’

 

Like when nature reverses the night.

Nothing but silence

 

We compliment you on your silence

When the people are divided and the country is broken

What a simple solution

for the problems of the now

I know you have desperation in your blood

and it runs down the streets

seeking victims

When all this becomes history

I know future generations

will wonder why your silence was so profound?

 

 

 

 

Cold Sweat

 

Who is your new squeeze?

Change them whenever you like, because

Terror romance students seduce lonely people.

 

I love your new look

Shadow drinking in front of your mirror

No crime has been committed today.

 

Baby Jesus contains up to 8 spoonfuls of sugar, so I was told

I’ve been dark room dancing

In the Twilight Zone.

 

It’s suicide face-time

ultimate victory will be a haunting epic

manic people find sharing hate mail so empowering.

 

Face thieves check in as cash monkeys

Girl trip is banned by an Ebola scrum

Two countries were angry at something hurting.

 

Treatment places are washed away with desperate tears

This selfie obsession paranoia

ends the year in a cold sweat.

 

 

 

 

Your beauty left me

 

I am reconnecting with myself

I feel like an absolute honour

I’ve never broken up

Through the white heat days

 

You are way more intense

Than you are given credit for

Even if we had never met

You would still warp my reality

 

Fancy sharing a careful plan?

I was on my way home

When your beauty left me

I would love to catch it again.

 

 

Film Review from a surrealist

 

‘It’s like a scene from a comedy’

A tragic comedy

Who laughs at friendship?

No more rainy days was the subtext

We’ll all be happy, if only we could

Here I am, its unreal

Outspoken guilty mother, on the run

From her magical baby, it’s thought-provoking stuff

Who can imagine anything more?

Fast forward to the last words of her life, but

Iconic father figure has more on his mind

‘Pretty weird, creepy things’

All stored in a 1980’s bag

‘If I asked you six months ago – what would you tell me?’ he quotes often

There is an unnaturally violate soundtrack, which rings out

who hears everything?

Nobody, but technologically advanced dogs

The voices of the dogs and cats, are in Scottish accents

they command respect in every scene

The cat looked like someone unstable

The dog, I respected like I would respect a leopard.

But then the outfits just screamed:

‘Sexual Predator!’

We were all trying to understand it

Let me tell you

Despite everything – It was an enjoyable film.

 

 

 

Eternity

 

I was here before you were born

I will be here long after you have gone

I am your friends and the stranger in the street

I am everyone you will ever meet

I am all things that will ever be

I am you as you are me

I will change but never fade away

No need for sorrow at the end of every passing day

I am you as you are me

I am Eternity