Bloody Drips

Bloody Drips

There's something warm as bloody drips

When we are touching fingertips

And running through Dunedin ways

With burning neon for the day,

Where all about is whirling light

I think I've drunk enough tonight

To be my own self undilute

And tell you that you're more than cute

But that's just bloody drips and booze

'Cus being horny's never news

For all the chemicals we buzz

We're little more than monkey fuzz

And though this night is going well

I know I'll wake up in a smell

That makes me want to grimly boke

And so I'm glad we've never poked

For life is nauseous twisting mass

And we're reflections in a glass

Of moulding faces leaking spores

And that's why I won't taste your ichor.

Sinkhole

Sinkhole

Memory's as dark as pitch

With a sinkhole for a head

Well I try to fill it up
The bottles crowd my bed

People come and go as dreams

Or nightmares to be drowned

And drinking alone through the day

Is the only peace I've found

In my dreams you're still wriggling

But my human being has died

And in the place of myself

This toxic dump abides

People come and go as dreams

Or nightmares to be drowned

And drinking alone through the day

Is the only peace I've found

Let me sleep an alchie's sleep

Bring me the pill-head's crown

Let me fall into the world

For evermore down

As Shadows The Sun Bred

As Shadows The Sun Bred

Prepared for

My night's work

Killing like

Hare and Burke

Smothered till

Blackness comes

Deep abyss

I'm your son

In my dream

Altar's laid

Virgin's called

To the blade

Sacrosanct

Murder scene

Rubbed down with

Vaseline

Fools fools fools you bloody fools are gonna die

Fools fools fools drooling fools

A lesson

In justice

A talent

You'll witness

As shadows

The sun bred

We'll be cast

By hatred

Worship my

Collection

Waiting for

Perdition

Missing folk

Some surprise

In a blink

Of my eye

Once you pass

Through death's jaw

Stripped to bones

By my saw

Early morn

Surgery

We'll be cured

You and me

Fools fools fools you bloody fools are gonna die

Fools fools fools drooling fools

A lesson

In justice

A talent

You'll witness

As shadows

The sun bred

We'll be cast

By hatred

Like echoes
A voice rings

You'll vibrate

On my strings

As day breaks

So will you

Stood in light

I'll be new

Fools fools fools you bloody fools are gonna die

Fools fools fools drooling fools

Thousand Year Syntax Tree

Thousand Year Syntax Tree

Subconscious automatic membrane pulse

Aphasic mumbled belief in choice

A thousand year syntax tree

Dropping nodes sporadically

Recursive scan through the grammar

Beating iron with a hammer

Till it comes, total control
And the beast has crept out from its hole

Its muzzle digging for the fruit

The one obsession claims the brute

With reddened eyes and shredded paws

The blood drips slowly from its claws

Taking control through sacrifice

To jolt the wheel and load the dice

Erase compassion, halt your sighs

And fix the dealer with your eyes

Waster

Waster

Waste shoots down municipal tunnels

Gargles through holes

Is stirred with chemicals till sterile
Then pumped into the waters

I dwell on the thought that my molecules

Will return pristine to the biosphere
The recycling gives me comfort

I will become waste too

Opioid Receptor

Opioid Receptor

I feel those endorphins exploding now

Roaring up my spine

The blackened sea dividing right before my bow

Now the ocean's mine

My skin is falling off like a banana peel

In this caustic tank

The rush that follows suffering on its heel

Spins my cogs and cranks

We all try to touch them in so many ways

Some of us take drugs

Your brain produces chemicals every day

We're living as bugs

You can stop the paranoia hammering in

As you grab the knife

Write yourself a love poem in your skin
Seduce yourself with life

Your Love Has Been Cut

Your Love Has Been Cut

Your love has been cut with inactive dust

And when I take a line this thickening rust

On my heart doesn't crack so thin is the dope
Yet my need for it is wrapped around me like rope

In rings and in knots I wait for the waves

Of dopamine shots for I am a slave

To euphoria, the prime mortal bliss

That I do not feel in the void of your kiss