Channelling The Muse

A new collection of poems

a spoken word edition can be found here - Channelling The Muse @ Last.FM

Eternity Deprivation

rock your roll let it flow magical notes with powered chords my dreams laid bare this crimson afternoon of fuzzed guitars and potent beats of danced delicacy lined walls with sound

black light hero

i'm digging the tea lights breathing in your patchouli ambiance crumpled in the corner no back bone left just watching though tight shut eyes watching you dance through the colours

Secrets

we all have things we like to hide bury them away deep inside the walls we build are big and strong still we know that it won’t be long till some invading third party whore

On The Fringe

we move in the same circles yet we’ve never spoken we see each other all the time but the effort is token i gaze on your beauty my senses awoken your words that I've read

word whore

She sells her body He whores his words She takes it for money He gives it for free Both emotionally drained Pouring with sweat They collapse on their pillows As their heads start to spin

No Shoes!

fueled up and ready to riot but i can't find my shoes where are my shoes? I can't go out barefoot! People will stare at me well... ….well.... let them stare! warm tarmac heats my soles

Plastic

intricate pattern seen from air ever moving like striking tentacle a dozen or more billion tendrils and then there's just me and you and that guy over there and his mother bound to wheelchair
Cherry

Sweetened Secrets

midnight text message excuses to go out overtime and sudden silence they met ---secret--- they talked ---secret--- they walked held hands kissed and loved in the most immediate manner

It's OK To Hate

it's ok to hate all men for the actions of a few and likewise it's ok to hate all women too. it's ok to hate all races for the same applies here the deviled lies and different vibes