Withered Rose

Polished trash
So much different, so much the same
Ankle or back, Ibiza or Blackpool
What’s the difference?
Know what I mean is intonation only

A web of deception
Schizophrenic tales depending who’s ear listens
Just another punter to exploit
Save your modelling pennies
A twisted lady Di version
No tears over this one Elton

Porn, Spain and cocaine
Not my recipe
I miss the most entertaining thing
She’s never read

Melancholy Eyes

Beautiful Hetro Tranny
Death sentence for happiness
The gift of worthless talent
Mere flotsam in material society
Closeted subculture thrift shop mentality
Sad eyes hidden vaguely in masks of fetish wonder
Some see the truth despite polished efforts at deception
Another failed enterprise shouldn’t surprise
Attractive damaged merchandise
Draws the eye though lays untouched
Discounts ineffective
Dual existence burden breaking point
Resolution only delusion in imaginations dream

5 Minutes

Forgotten feathers scream at me
Damn!! Spiral staccato steps in chase
Silently witness empty bleak London night
To late, the story of my life

Sighing moment staring into empty rain
Lips wiped clean demand attention
Dull lips now that’s a crime in my world!
Creaking door blonde reflection repairs commencing

Caught attention then lying eyes…. am I dreaming?
Turns out those feathers screamed for good reason
Peppermint blonde bathroom reunion
Package delivered successfully
Apparently miracles do exist

Empty rest beckons
Idea accepted immediately
Silent waves for peppermint dream joining
Soon sighing relief black patent torture
Inner smile ….I was more selfish than that sorry
I craved your touch
Rested digits not considered
Though definitely perfect camouflage :o)

Wild pink approaching Hilton toy black poodle
Four minutes fifty seconds
She prefers white
Black blonde wedding says no
Stunning

In a night of moments
One born of chance
The very last
Will live in memory forever

Broken Feathers

Chance London hotel encounter
Expecting English greeting tinged with Russian gloom
from blanket cocoon an unexpected ray of light
A northern angels beautiful smile
In shyness I seemed aloof perhaps awkward
Though I did more than notice the unexpected guest

Torture Garden medieval ambiance tribal beats time irrelevant
Anticipation for thorned friend adorned with flowers
Brief glimpses of pink in a rising stairway
A metallic green white crowned vision in shadow
They should sell those blanket cocoons
The butterfly effect is perfect

Wheres Nicci? friends synapses processing
Long gone flower hunting
A question experience ensues breeding few wrong answers
Tonight no one else matters

She’s been here for 12 years, nothing
I’m sure there’s something, I saw it in her eyes
I watched her slowly folding broken feathers
As if holding fragile precious treasures

Screaming Bats

Bats are screaming from trees outside
At least they can scream
My suburban prison
More suffocating as each minute passes
My daily mask still fits
An Iron maiden with ever growing talons
28days a year to be myself, it’s not enough
Trapped in cyclic nightmares
It’s Groundhog Day without the Hollywood ending
Powdered escapes are so temporary
As to become meaningless
My sanity suffers over analysis
Every tunnel needs some light
Electricity not connected
Miracle Needed
Apply Within

New York Is Not London

Life teaches lessons for all
It’s a shame not to notice
Caught up in the moments of disappointment
And shadows of comprehension failure
Friends abandoned as forgotten moments die
I’m worthless memories
Not missed or wanted in any reality
I’m not a Melbourne boy anymore that much has grown
So catch 22 as time travel is merely savior of fantasy
I think I’ll do London some justice
Drown myself in the old world charm
Settings of Potter and Dickens over Batman and Robin
Reinventing myself with thought and style
So both my souls can stare at reflections in peace
Well, one step at a time
Miracles don’t happen overnight

Devils Horizon

A night like any other
It’s just a party, its ok
Substances confuse a minds reality
Its always fun isn’t it?
Spend some time with well fortified souls
Those whom a clandestine pastime has morphed to habit
You’re sure to experience the highs and the lows
More than you’ve ever done
It’s fine, relatively it’s nothing
Rules are made to be broken
They say they have done that much in a single line
They are tolerant to a fault
I wasn’t
Those terrible numb shivers are they life bleeding away?
They came in waves each more than before
Your dying, you must be,
These feelings are not those of the living
Any moment now it’s over, visions of life lost in suffering
A universe intervention out of the blue if you will
Such is the thoughtless smile that can gather like mist in a concrete forest
With arbitrary precision to temper a moments direction
A new day born with an anxiety fear afterbirth
That should come first if we were wiser
Careful in your experimentation
Remember it s the Bermuda triangle From Columbia to Peru