Category: Madness

Sand washes through the floorboards of this place we call home, regulated to a bit part, designed to be a throne, but it’s more like a tomb where our bodies grow cold, a sight, a star, an american dream, a dusty road through the Nullarbor, see the blood, feel the sand, taste the saltiness of …

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We call upon the brothers of a failing future to see the eyes of past regressions, to purge the pit of an empty tomorrow with the blood of today, let the dawn lay clear, as the sea parts to let us through, you feel, I see, every day you came was one less for me, …

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Simplistic betrayals captured on film, burned into the retina of a camera's eye, the missing similarities of a chosen mask, figures sketched while fingers poke and prod, a flamboyant grin, suffocating a unhappy soul, twisted in the midnight of time that didn’t call its name, while the darkness struggles, and I call you, wondering where …

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Blood on the window, still wet from her veins, harmonica twisted smiles, while the world falls away, a desperation it replaces, synagogues exploding, death eternal, false idols held higher than the flesh desired, a flash, a decision, a life taken, a sentence forsaken, tomorrow rewritten, as I build my throne, a legacy that begins with …

Continue reading "Choke In The Shape Of Me – Unhinged Poem"

Clean radio, pie sounds, wishful thinking, a penance for your pound, ecstatic circumstances, simplicity profound, watch me dance, watch the blood flow down, tears falling, fear calling, treading water, diversity drawn on shades of red, humanity dying, civilisations crying, sunlight fading, as the final moon rises...

Flesh designed to rip free, music to my ears, the cries and the pleads, a wish not granted, a sea not sailed, progress at the expenditure of life, when the soil is still warm, perceive, promote, promise the world, but don’t foolishly promise the cure, for the cure is not an end..

Peel the skin from the bone, then paint the skeleton with all new flesh, give it life and take it away, sin the sin sinned by man, take a life and give it again, slice the knife across its throat, stitch it up,  the cut out its heart,  give it yours and go back to …

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Burning sickness, within us, becoming us, like a mirror’s reflection, we look, but we are not, a cheap copy of something that was once meant to be human but now resembles a photo, no substance, only flair, this is the grit of another man’s war…

Sinners see me wither, watch me fall into me,  a loneliness unforgiving, my hand around the gun, I wish I could tell you a story, of how this day was always going to come, a life dragged in the ruins of a face I once wore, a tear, my dear, a tear, my dear, a …

Continue reading "Be Still My Loneliness – Unhinged Poem"

The blood still runs, in the foothills of the wastelands we once called home, the war that plagued us, still holds on in vain,  depleting what was a happy home, and turning it into a sea of red, we asked forgiveness, we pleaded to be free, a world you’ve left me, a world not for …

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