Sunday, 26 July 2009

T. G.

Where you aren’t’s
Where I cant
Wait to be.
Ceaselessly, secretly,
Greedily, gleefully,
Where you aren’t’s
Where I cant
Wait to be.

I earnestly yearn to be,
Honestly want to be,
Solemnly long to be,
Anywhere else.

I truthfully move to be
Ruthlessly cruel:
Where you aren’t’s
Where I cant
Wait to be.

I Love You. Say Thank You.

I more than like the way the whites
Of you eyes can ignite,
And start the spark that sparks the start
Of sparks of life and light,

I’m more than keen on how you feel,
And how you feel on me,
I love you

Say thank you.

I’m more than pleased with how your mouth
And lips have vowed to sign
A contract contracting contact
With mine and only mine,

I’m more than fond of what I see
In you when you’re on me...
I love you

Say thank you.

Monkey Rash No.2

My eyeballs have been eyeballing
Almost every girl in sight,
Trying to penetrate their petty coats,
And sneak a peek inside,
I got an itch I cannot scratch,
Some monkey rash upon my back,
I got a need that cant be seen to,
And an apatite to match.

I got a hunger in my stomach,
And a thunder in my veins,
I am a thirsty man with thirsts that can
Be hard to entertain;
On meat and sweetly scented flesh,
I feed, I feast, I gorge,
And if you let me sink my teeth in
I’ll eat blood and bone and all.

Well sure I'm animal, I’m mammal, I am man:
A carnivore, a killer and a whore.
I am the animal and mammal that I am:
A carnivore, a killer wanting more…

Throw your body down below me,
Spread your awkward little legs,
Let me go down like the sun
On the horizon of your dress.
Let me suck up what I’m stuck up,
Let me feed on what I need,
Let me kiss, caress and carve my name
In blood between your knees.

Hurl your girlish frame below me,
Lift your awkward little limbs,
Let me tear myself a sweet fistfull
Of flesh and let me in.
Let me suck on what I’m stuck on,
Let me descend and devour,
Let me dine upon your fine white
Milky skin until it’s sour.

Well sure, I'm animal, I’m mammal, I am man:

A carnivore a killer and a whore.
I am the animal and mammal that I am:
A carnivore, a killer wanting more…

Give a kiss I’ll say I like you,
Drop your dress I’ll say I want you,
Kick your knickers off I’ll drop down
On one knee and say I need you.
I’m not keen on what I am,
Or what I do or what I’ve done,
But the Devil swapped my morals
For a sick and silver tongue.

So I'm the animal, the mammal that I am;
The Carnivore, The Killer and The Whore,
And though I’m mammal and more animal than man,
I'm a literary genius I’m sure.

Tuesday, 21 July 2009

Atlanta

.
And it’s tragic.
The kitchen gets wetter the longer you’re gone.
I keep thinking of you and overpouring hot water,
Overfilling my tea,
I haven’t made a decent cup in months
Or so it seems.

.
And the nights are no better.
I find myself folding up sheets in my sleep,
Holding them tight,
Making out that they’re you,
Moulding them into the shapes that you make…

Britain’s worst sculptor: Revealed.
.

Jack Done Jumpthumpin

Jackrabbits inhabit his
Hammering cavity,
Thumping their paws
On his rib cage walls:
Thump.Thump.
Thump.
Jackhammers are slamming his
Pulmonary artery,
Smashing the walls
Of his ventricles:
Thump.Thump.
Thump.
Jack o lantern eyes
Burn, blaze and bleed
In venomous reds
And emerald greens:
Thump.Thump.
Thump.
Jack stands, Jack’s hands
On his gun, he’ll find
And kill the cunt
That fucked his wife:
Thump.Thump.Thump.


Jack storms to the door of his
Enemy’s dwelling and
Calls for the cunt to come
Take his stand:
Thump.Thump.
Thump.
Jack counts, five four,
And his rival draws
Fires on three
Jacky hits the floor:
Thump. Thump.
Thump.
Jack counts two one
And his rival comes
And the smug faced cunt
Takes aim once more:


Thump.