We spew our trash at their feet
To be accepted as elite
To toy or to be the toyed
Or just mentally screwed
We do what they want
Do as we’re told
A gaggle of robots
With dirt in our skulls
They plague our dreams
Haunt us whilst we’re awake
Get a thrill along their skin
Whenever we scream
For release
Can’t catch our breathe
Smiles on their faces
As we beg at their feet
For one more taste
One more round
Pure lust
Floating on the ocean surface
Magenta strata clouds roll by lazily
Smeared across the orange dyed sky
Sounds of squawking laughter from high-flyers
Freezing cold water sheen - lapping at my naked body
Gooseflesh erupts to the surface of my skin
Below the tenous film of the oceans plane
Lies silken warmth like heated molasses
Whilst unseen schools of fish teem
Nibble at invisible morsels of single atoms
Awakening my hazy and listless senses
Blowing air kisses from pouting lips
Whilst brazen silk swirls - Whirling through the water
Unleashed and tangled like a wild black forest
Slipping beneath the surface into ignorant watery peace
One lingering breath escaping from my lips
As I slip beneath the tumultuous surface
Watch the rolling clouds that are warped and distorted
Sounds muffled to the barest of whispers
Replaced with the beating that rests in me
Held in stasis – my fears float away
Caught up in the rip – pulled out to sea
Last sliver of breath escapes my chest
As I continue to descend down and down
Till I rest on the ocean floors ruddy surface
Cool wet sandstorm envelopes me
Quicksand embracing my toes
Heart now pounding in my chest
Roaring in my ears – that only I hear
Fire burns within my lungs
Every Inch – pins and needles
Unfortunately its time to go
Pushing off – propelling myself
Until I break the surface
Chaos re-enters my senses
As I draw in breath ragged
Within the haven – disquiet harmony
Outside - no signs of peace
But I feel invigorated as I am one
Rising, falling upon the eddy
Shore bound waves roll upon roll
Until they expel me from the sea
Cast me down
Violated this form
Mind – body – soul
My very existence
Subservient to you
Wield your blade
So adept with your scalpel
Slicing into the flesh
Making me less complete
Stapled the lips shut - I’m unable to speak
Unable to see- Eyes clamped shut
Taking the life from within my chest
Making me bleed – insides out
And outsides in – goes your sawdust mix
The garrotte across my neck
Red ribbon slithers down my chest
Check me in to the no name motor inn
Sterile and cramped no room to be
Mattress of steel with plastic sheet
For one lone night – cold and forgotten
Then shuffle me out making room for another
Into my new weatherboard home
Satin boudoir made for my waiting
Chiffon curtains billow – covers my face
Whilst I lay – waiting - anticipating
For those long lost loves
To come the annual revisiting
Fifty years – a mere passing
Quick as lightning striking
The once clean shiny house
Now old and grimy the varnish cracking
For these walls are now rotting
Caving in on my rotting
Whilst I continue to lay waiting
For the Finnegan’s incursion
To steal what’s left
Leaving the house and me
Empty and ash
You came on in
No invitation was sent
Enter the gate
To find nothing there
Barren and empty
No fertile ground to sow
Take possession of the garden
Tried to make it your own
No light shines down
Cold, dank – constantly in shadow
Try to penetrate the arid ground
Laying bitter rain
But nothing will stay
It all just washes away
Borders sandy
Leaves turn brown
Flowers wilting
Petals rotting off the stem
But still you continue
Till the soil – to no avail
Bindweed roots
A thousand miles to go
Sucking all your hard work dry
Leaving you spent and empty
Unfulfilled
