I look upon ,,those oceans blue The calm waves of the thoughts of you The deepness of,,the ocean life And the miracle that comes,,from precious sight As i look through the day,,till it fades,,becomes the night And stars just shine,,And give off light They watch me close,,My dreams drift off The stars,,A silvery white close to my heart,,My thoughts go wide My voice is clear,,So soft and light Refreshing air,,that fill my lungs my heart breaks,, once again Giving life,, to the ocean blue there is no mistake,,A world of love lives beside,Those oceans true

little straight lines across arms reminders of a physical form the feelings of pain expressed; endorphin disclosure forlorn chasing the dragon’s tail of chemicals in the release a missing soul some practice of an emotional data dump without a compass needle bereft of ego no sum, ego Facebook is our confessor it’s always on emptying ourselves into the digital authenticity death drive laying siege to selfish compulsive ego some radical transparency guised as a cynical truth of feeding the machine perpetual need for achievement

we fell into a social consensus black hole some kind of event horizon snake-oil stealthy electronic version MK Ultra mind fekking LSD Von Neuman rainbow project binary data sucking tiks with no empathetic unifying theory shady suspect inserted bot sputniks random walk opinion emission Hawking radiation information digital wave bow space/time linked encryption entangled entropic here and now singularity surfing the Page Curve burst of cynical conspiracy energy spreading its phoenix wings creating mass psychoses in a virtual zero-tau

in a low-cut slinky dress holding the bottle “just so” for the money-shot close up camera angle between her breasts anal floss bikini bottomed air brushed cheeks, lips and tresses a living statuesque divorced of her Sovereignty and Godliness paid to entice a holy out of wallet oracle accepted credit card experience answering petitions for feel good success through some Dionysian consumer orgy of right to your door Amazonian warrior powered parcel excess where we genuflect to accept the gift from our inarticulate, disincorporate goddess we worship your sacred disempowerment

I write my sorrows upon the walls with whatever red the night has left in me, each word heavy as rust peeled from the bones of a heart left out in the rain. This flat has become a mausoleum, four walls keeping watch over the wreckage of my name, where every shadow knows my face and every silence remembers what I was too proud to say. I write of loves gone rotten, of promises left to die quietly, of hands slipping from mine when I still mistook staying

Green the fields,,I sit upon The sky is darkening,,The clouds are dark We hear the echo,,of the angry drum Your eyes are moist,,There full of fear The lightning strikes,,Deep memory's flash The heart it pounds,,The pulse speeds to race Hot flush's,,Become upon the face Heads fall down,,Tears do fall So i hold you tight,,Going to make it all right My lips gentle,,I place a kiss The honey dew,,The taste i leave A kiss,, made to please To take away,,Heart ache,tension and fear Making dark clouds,,All storms disappear Are eyes do meet,,The sun shines bright All darkness gone,,just love to stay Love and light,,A life of meaning a new beginning For love

a thousand voices raging in your ear pleading “let us in!” “let us in!” so we can feast upon your soul burns away all the light within us until we are dark as charcoal becoming just another moonlit shadow wailing upon the moor obscene shapes barely human brooding beasts shambling toward the city ruins on all fours seeking bloodlust, insatiable desires invoking evil rites of passage insanity erasing the circle marching to the drumbeat of war irradiated shadows burnt into the stone silence after the screams

You can’t hold back the tide the dark gods have returned their shadows reach across the earth carried by many bodies though never seen in their true form things that should be dead but live horrors spoken only of in whispers seen through the glassy eyes preserved within the peat as mirrors to the Otherworld a great beast who did not slouch towards Jerusalem for Jerusalem was no more its cathedrals echo empty secrets within them bloodied sacrificial alters made from desiccated hearts, teeth and bones

I see those stars,,and broken dreams My heart is one,,My mind is full The dreams,,,That shift Throughout the day,,I wish my dreams Would come to me,,A different way That never float,,The mist inside Just disappear,,just evaporate My mind could be,,So clear I could see the fact,,The honest truth The clouds in air,,That storms do brew The miracle,,That beats a drum And like a harp,,So sharp,,So clear, The stars of love,,They just Appear

The rain has learned my name tonight, and wears it like a funeral stain; it falls through the ribs of heaven and rusts what remains. I walk where the streetlights tremble, where the pavements swallow the rain, with a heart gone cold and flavourless, too tired to hurt again. I chose the road with no ending, the one that forgets where it goes; I followed its broken black teeth through the mud and the falling snow. And every wrong turn knows me. Every ghost knows my face.