Posts Tagged ‘walls’

abstracty1

tobacco mind dissolving in lime-green toxins
every mistake a corrupted jungle of agony
through the doorway
befuddling flickers on retina
slink through with melancholy

cathedrals of kaleidoscopic light
candle-shine moments of iridescence
cellophane flower colours bleed pastel refractions

marred images of virgin maidens
through tangerine spectacles

hypnotized into swine madness
mouths red with sweet wine
breasts proud and perky

in this marrow genesis.
rebel breasts laid by smack dictatorship
fields of rubber asses upturned to greet the night

murder a Sabbath of martyrdom
carbon monoxide oven breath

fabulous squirming maggots in half-light
smoking virgins for Christ

no serenity shrouds this eel brained autocracy
crucified phosphorescence swells anxiety

literary Europe blazing with azure fire
poison beat on heavenly stained glass windows

rictus insect behind neurons
images of a shocked sea
frog green with melancholy

stoned intellect suffuses
green alien happiness

Fractal reptiles
Never open neurons
Of crystal chrysalis sleep

bone tail and shell,
build affectations

spider intake
vulgar toxins
My skull fable bloated with madmen
In the haze of Time
.
simian paralytic
pelting shrapnel purple
morbid consequences
blood-red pulsating monster of energy
ant-brained whirligig

the murder beats a crocodile rhythm
heads bursts
insane with beast tales
of fabulous nightmare lips

multiplying mushrooms spring from a corpse
a dealer for every bent skeleton
that wobbles bones
melancholic around Perth

scandal in marrow
spark-light flicker madness
night predators slay consciousness

poison chrysalis
nipples pointed in the night garden
metastasize
to delectable stoned woman

she sought Eden in the void
And heaven in a grain of wheat
Hopelessly, hopelessly

and the meat rhythm makes a pox of smoke
.
his mortal image on a cross
Night-time maggot armies
Make new legends

Rebel dance of light
full vegetable as a Bible,

open head fungus
wobbly images from nightmares
smoking wit
Eden is alright tonight

Near a certain Jericho

Walls fall
Trumpets blare
The blind conspire

empathy clouds meat head beat

rumbling guy drinks breasts to dregs

sweethearts sense bedazzling bulbous mountains

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wildturkey

Spare me the Wild Turkey, brother
I just can’t handle that shit
I go dingo’s gonad crazy and start fucking shit up
And so do a lot of other people

Wild Turkey 101 is 50.5 % alcohol
It’s fucked up man
And it fucks me up like being hit in the head with a two by four or a rubber sledge hammer
Never drink Wild Turkey with an unmedicated schizophrenic who calls himself a ‘voice hearer’
Who goes hurricane loco and smashes your guitar while shouting out- ‘Your rich dad can buy you another guitar!’
He smoked all my weed as well
A real friend was there to save the television before he broke it and stopped him from drawing all over the walls
I was too pissed to know what the fuck was going on
I think I might have popped some pills too
Then next day I woke up with the house smashed up and a pulsing, mutating headache like I had a cane-toad bouncing around inside my skull and eating my brains,
My mouth was a sandy prickly desert
I wondered what the fuck I’d done the night before
Had I even remembered to feed the guinea-pigs?
My wallet was empty but I’m sure I had a hundred and fifty bucks in it the night before
My only memories were broken images of drunkenness and depravity
And moronic drunken arguments sprinkled with paranoia
Everything else was a blank
I know I’m getting too old for this kind of ridiculous bullshit
I am not Charles Bukowski and I am not Shane MacGowan
From now on I’m sticking to beers and bongs

peoplewithoutfaces

People without faces
Blank walls of skin interrogating my rickshaw brain
Photo-flash of blood-rivers
Pus oozes from under a scab
Madness tastes like chocolate
Howl against the moonlight sensuously senselessly
Blue-white bloated corpses floating in stagnant water
Open eyes, blank and dumb, stare into infinity

People without faces
Paranoia seeps under the door and over the floor
Skeletal hand on my shoulder squeezes
I’ve got the fear
Atmosphere poisoned and festering
No way to realign my brain-cells into some orderly pattern
Drowning in terror
Too many crazy moons
Watch out Amygdala!
Satan lurks with asylum eyes, horns of brass and teeth like scalpels
A shark waiting to devour souls

People without faces
Icicles of bone
Piles of skulls
Crackle of schizo-affectation
Crinkled miasma in an empty room
Inch deep dust in a crypt
Fester, fester further down the road to death

obsidian

Obsidian walls closing together
Green breath and racing heart beat
Dead density of stale air
Spectral presences watching, watching
Down in the soul infected with fear
Obsidian walls closing together
Who am I?, the victim wonders
What is my measure as a man?
Who have I loved and who loved me?
Did I change anything in this supersized madhouse of a world
Soon I will be a vile pile of meat paste in the grinder of evil
Then to dust and the worm
What was it all for?
Will I be greeted by Jesus or a blank sleeping nothing?
Deep in the earth or way up in the sky?
Or will I fry?
Obsidian walls closing together
No way out
He surrenders and is crushed and cut to pieces
As the brittle black obsidian walls crack together

numb1

Don’t cry tutu-princess, tender poet, loving mum

The monster won’t let you see your love within the house

So fly the coop, make your own nest and kick him in the bum

A comfortable nest where flowers boom

And mushrooms zoom and sunlight shines forever

Don’t cry precious woman, heavenly comforter, gorgeous lady

The monster will lose when you stand up to him

And tell him to get stuffed

Then off to your own four walls

Where life isn’t as rough