Sound of the Sun

The sound of the sun comes in softly,
Through the gaps in the Japanese blinds,
The plastic bamboo rattles slightly,
In the wind as it wonders on by.

Specks of dust that get knocked off fall slowly,
To the ground through the sun coloured stripes,
As it creeps through the gaps in the slats,
Making ladders of lemonade light.

And as the traffic outside hums its theme tune,
With its buzz and irregular beats,
I give memories melodies
I make images hymns,
That get lost in the haze and the heat,

I’ve lost count of the hours I’ve been sat here,
I’ve lost track of time since I moved,
I’ve lost count of the moons, stars and the planets,
That have risen and set on this room.

I’ve lost track of the reasons I’ve stayed here,
Cant account for the smell or the mess
But there’s thirty two holes in the arm of the chair,
Where I’ve stubbed out my old cigarettes.

And as the traffic outside hums its theme tune,
With its buzz and irregular beats,
There’s a bright spark of life,
As the light hit’s the steel
Of a needle that’s down near my feet.

Done Running

Your love’s done running.
You caught up,
And thought that
You taught her
Who’s master.

Your love’s done running.
You grabbed her,
And grappled,
And slapped her,
And dragged her.

Your love’s done running.
She fought back,
She bit back,
She kicked, smacked,
And hit back.

Your love’s done running.
Your head hit,
The concrete,
She’s no need,
To run.

Molly. (Dream sometime 09)

Mother don’t let me sleep.................Mother don’t leave my side.
There’s a yellow haired girl...............I don't want to see
And she’s haunting me.....................That girl tonight.

Mother don’t let me sleep.................Mother come hold me tight.
I’m a fully grown man......................I’m afraid and I’m scared
But I’m begging please.....................And I’m petrified.

Every night I’m awoken
By scratches and cries
And I search through the house
For the source of the noise
And the scratching gets louder
The closer I get
So I go to my knees
And I lower my head
Someone’s frantically panting
Somewhere under my feet
So I tear at the floor
‘Til my finger nails bleed
It’s a woman, I think
It’s a female at least
And she’s screaming and shouting
And yelling her lungs out
I’m smashing and pounding
And wearing my hands down
I’m yanking the planks
And I’m pulling the nails
I’m attacking the ground
As I’m hearing her wail
And finally some part
Of floorboard is free
I rip it up, look down
And looking at me
There’s a yellow haired girl
Dressed in torn dungarees
With a petrified hide
Where her flesh used to be.

Mother don’t let me sleep..................Mother don’t leave my side.
There’s a yellow haired girl................I don’t want to see
And she’s haunting me......................That girl tonight.

Don't even let me............................I'm afraid and I'm scared
Close my eyes.................................And I'm terrified.

I’m a fully grown man.......................Mother
And I’m begging please......................Don’t let
.......................Me.......................Sleep.