Terrific Tuesday

Oh, my girl tuesday!
i'm short on what to say
to keep it going
I feel something inside
i'm at pains to explain
constantly growing
bubbling out of control
out of space
love everything about your face
when you smile
heaping piles
piling heaps
you sometimes smile
while you sleep
but, my girl tuesday
while your counting sheep
i'm working on your next big laugh
plotting graphs
painting giraffes
whatever it takes to make
you feel funny and free
tickle your tummy
pickles in honey
unleashing the easter bunny in me
anything to beckon your laughter
because, my girl tuesday
your glee is all i'm after.

Twilight

Clandestine mechanisations
push you into this life
as mortal realisation
reels me out

learn to push harder
in the quest for self preservation
adapt gills, grow wings
and be callous

what if we switched seats?
to be reborn complete
what an unfair advantage
to hold the world at ransom

it would drive one mad
steady yourself for battle
take a deep breath
ignore my death rattle

Lost Water-casks

We hurt

nothing else makes us human
so im angry
frustration festers like gangrene
this cant be what i'm fighting for
heavens, say there's more

i want to believe again
but where is my shepherd?
reality's got me untethered
the darkness leaning in
i just want to be weak
we are kidney stones
in the belly of a freak

the hurt is all we own

love is all we speak
but when that love is grown
it will sprout a leak
dont stain your shirt
evolve
because flirt or hurt
the world will revolve

Shortcut to Control

If i could stare at her B-O-O-B-S
why couldnt i see he was gon' O.D. next?
who'll read his eulogy?
does charity come as hard to you as it do to me?
could be a father to someone, he's just a dude to me
a dude whose only ambition was to get spare change
yeah like i'm in position to judge this fair, man
maybe my indecision's what put him there then
i never offered assistance or a caring hand
i stayed focused on her melons
yeah i got probs too but i dont sell em
if a man robs you that man's a felon
but if this dude robbed me i wouldnt "go to hell" him
i wouldnt wanna fell him
his tree's already down, i aint got the heart to tell him
he'll get help but not from me
he checked out screaming, "can you see?"

Sculpt 'er

I am MAN
you ricochet
sculpt me with your hands
as you pull away
sculpt me into ice
withdraw while you entice
but you need to be loosed
ripened seed bursting with juice
one taste
why waste a good tease?
you have me on my knees
sculpt my face
i wont stand for play
converting me to your way
exposing me to your culture
i wont learn
i can wet where you burn
for i am your sculpt 'er

Lovers Anonymous

She gets up to dress
somewhere in the process
i turn a page
when does one reach the age
where animal lust wont suffice?
perhaps this is my price
for cheapening love into a carnal indiscretion
for purchasing it like some second hand possession
oh! how fitting that my price would be so measly
but even beasts in the wild tire of being beastly
so here's to being tamed
could i learn to love her without learning her name?
could she ever love me?
it might lose its appeal if love was free

I watch her carry on as if in reverse
panties back on, then fake jewelery, the dress and her purse
its the strangest sensation
hating the sin but enjoying temptation
craving the unconditional safety of her loins
a mirage, she knows only the weight of my coin
couldn't i learn to love this lady of the night?
maybe i might
love should never have to be a secret
whats it worth if its only valuable to those who keep it?

She's smiling at me now to say she's leaving
about to walk out on me, satisfied yet still needing
i spring off the bed and take hold of her arm
the truth is best now that there's no need for charm
would i give my true self to this shameless vixen?
maybe its the post coital hormones i've got mixing
up with feelings of any real substance
you cant sniff out true passion yet they claim "love stinks"!
what would they say if we became a couple?
could i handle the jocular pressure and social trouble?
i'd never feel secure with another guy near her
how much I seem like a prostitute in the mirror

I declare i want more
she pecks my cheek
doesn't speak
just opens and shuts the door.

The Cure: Afterlife

I permeated through the light
doused in anxious curiosity
nothing we create glows so bright
as this next-world beyond animosity
and what a marvel to behold!
how much it threw into perspective
that from first gargle to when we grow old
we are rendered communally defective

so when i surfaced in my own nirvana
i was inundated with a chorus of colours
that i inhaled like celestial marijuana
untainted by the burdens of others
and as i recalled Mr Frost's "yellow wood"
i couldn't help but feel secure
maybe heaven was blissful solitude
for here, at last, i'd found a cure

The Cure: Purgatory

I march into the wild
hunting God like an insolent child
throat parched
soul starving
footsteps carving history
as i delve deeper into the mystery
but i'm more furious than curious
why do You have to test me, Lord?
I'm not enough
You have to go biblical
and replace my umbilical
with an investment chord?
I'll call your bluff
cos i'm though proving myself
until i see something pure
You say keep the faith
but i have to be sure
how long can one be asked to endure
without the promise of a miracle?
no, i have to be sure before i turn spiritual
I want to see some wings
some "thing" that will leave no doubt
i want to believe what You're about
but i need to be made sure
i'm dying, heaven send me a cure

The Cure: Life is now

There's not enough mornings for all the birds in the trees
be sure to taste every new breath that you breathe
and be happy
life is now, life is happenin'
say "yes to love" and "no to war"
forget trying to explain what you're living for
just be nice
smile at the rain and enjoy your rice
life is now and time is fleeting
dont waste the rhythm of your heart beating
there's no answers so ignore the questions
give no advice and laugh at suggestions
just be good
live today as tomorrow wishes you would
be sure to dance
LOOK at the stars, dont simply glance
just be pure
this world isnt ours but life has a cure