So green, I watch.

So green, I watch. Such anger.
The Pushing of trolleys.
Get out and f*cking walk.
Such anger. Familiar.

So green, I watch and listen.
I'm then reminded of blitzing gentrification.
The moustachio magnate roams the square like an alpha alpaca guarding a plot.
In front the old dear's doing night fever - she drops her lot. Everything she's got.
He goes through her.
Like one of those sadistic f*ckers who speeds up as you cross

On over to where the half baked bastards bustle.
They enjoy the morning sun. Never worry on.
Never worry of spies so green.
Me? I watch.
I expect I've been caught by the captured to.

Worth Seeing

Runners. Colourful runners. Pixels on the promenade.
(
Each stiff hit for a different cause
)
Sleepers. Dishevelled sleepers. A washout on the promenade.
(
Each stiff hit for a different cause)
Purposeful questions proposed to the sea
...
How it can stomach every one for me
.
The angler employed the bottle green teen
.
I wonder how he will fare? His beginning.
All this worth seeing.

Another flume.

The flume.
I was shooting down to my grave.
Sadly, in my head.
I was told to lie back.
Relax, in my hospital bed.

There's nothing wrong with you
Why do you think differently?

Certain things I could savour.
Streaming Asthmatic Kitty's son,
Chocolate dusted coffee,
a gentle morning run.
Chlorinated water,
A sure (safe) routine.
My love hate relationship with the West Hill,
A kite being willed by your half sized hands.
But. Mostly you.

How could I forget the night, you held me?
Shushed me to sleep.
Taught me that I don't need to try and breathe
Taught me that I don't need to try.....and breathe.
Put your head on my stomach,
watch your eyes slow rise up to mine.
Everything passes.
Even the unpredictable weather
is calmer than your mind.
Even stars coming together
are calmer than your mind.
Feeling the ground,
Even the plates beneath it are calmer than your mind.
It will pass. It is passing. I love you.

New Years

Early 2011.

Post Christmas.

You occupied my mind .

Working in a warehouse.

Drinking vodka sodas.

I drowned but shined
Listening to 'Evening Kitchen'
with belief to find.

Get yourself together son. 
Get yourself together.

There's a concert on at the Afton Hotel

and I want you boys to headline. 

I believe that
this is the most vivid time
of my 28 years
Can still feel the bathing water
filled with my tears.

Get yourself together son.
 Get yourself  together 

There's a concert on at the Afton hotel

and I want you boys to headline.

Those tried years. 
Those tried years.

I was never faking it, never faking it,

In those tried years.

Hearing you offering one night
but nothing else, was the worst I've ever felt.

Those tried years. 
Those tried years.

I was never faking it, never faking it,

In those tried years.

The Flume

The room was painted
with strong opinions
Those colours brighter
than the room's intentions
Our legs spread for law enforcement
Shattered dreams
Show homes are only for sleepwalkers
And now these cats pounce on our confusion
The flume, you were shooting down, with too long to live.

Not Fit + Fearless Men

2 pieces in progress that could work quite nicely with each other.

Not fit for sleeping
Not fit for running
Not fit to earn a living
Not fit for overcoming (you)
Not fit for A to B
Not fit to see what you can see
Not fit to keep tidy
Not fit to bring her up
....

For the only thing I'm really not fit
....

Hypochondriacs fights back
Superheroes on crack,
It's all over so quick. We're not fit.


'Fearless men' escape the kitchen
'Fearless men' are born again
'Fearless men' are only Adam
'Fearless men' are born again

'Fearless men' think some love warped

'Fearless men' are born again

'Fearless men' tame a feisty daughter

'Fearless men' are born again
'Fearless men' clasp the bible weapon
'Fearless men' are born again
'Fearless men' don't field the question.
What's new with you?

...

Karaoke Pick a Day

My bus journeys are always pretty interesting. Every Wednesday I travel from Ore to St Leonards. I imagine there'll be a lot of bus references in my work. I've witnessed racism, accusations of racism, drug users, drinking, fights, break ups and a lot of kindness. I'd miss feeling connected to what was actually happening around me if I drove. 
Horizons a perfect cut
A Monster energy rolls down the bus -
Some of us can take stock of this,
Some of us take part in this.
live exist live exist exit
So karaoke pick a day
Where my mind doesn't circle away  - 
live live live live exit.

Life could begin.

The sky and sea wed in white

The tide could finally rest

The crashing waves

The seashore's jacket

Keeping humans at bay

Life could begin

Watching creatures swimming

I'm in heaven.

Where do all the snowmen go?

Everyone must attempt a Christmas song, right? This is the song of the disappearing snowmen

If I were to be built again
I'd be flying with damage control
Tell me love beyond the frosten white throw
Where do all the snowmen go?
Where do all the snowmen go?

Now on the shelf
Dry ice for heavy coats
Rubbing shoulders with poisoned folks
The smile you once had etched
Button nose you pressed
It was all a little too much for your bare naked chest.

The past

Trapped
Trapped in the past
That's what I do
That's what I am
I just live like I've boxed in my hometown
A firm favourite who lost in the first round

Even when things were going well
You'd find a corner, a corner to tell
Yourself that things weren't going well
You knew people were good at going away

This is a morning trying to sell what's been and gone.

Trapped
Trapped in the past
That's what I face and where I stand
I just live like I've boxed in my hometown
It was unanimous that I lost in the first round

Even when things were going well
You'd find a corner, a corner to tell
Yourself that things weren't going well
You knew people were good at going way

This mornings trying to sell what's been and gone

Tough Luck

Meditation on the bus
I keep on drifting to us (This kid walks past)
says my Mum always smoked
while expectant
If the baby got ill then 'tough luck'
If we became ill
then 'tough luck'

Meditation on the bus
I won't keep drifting to us. (No I won't)
These chemicals will pass
But there's biggest burdens than my heart

Meditation on the bus
I'll spend my evenings half cut ( a sinking heart)
These sleepless nights will pass
But there's bigger burdens than my heart

I won't keep drifting to us
I won't keep drifting to us.

Am I two faced or
or resolute
I don't know.

Homelessness, a zoo

Homelessness, a zoo
4 pints of milk downed in two
The face you wear in the laundrette
Is the way they look at you
Hurry up, be tidy.
Humiliation is okay
for black and white matters.

Plastic rhymes

Here are some plastic ideas. If only the days weren't so...

Plastic dreams, 
plastic faces , 
plastic seas, 
plastic places,
plastic woodland, 
plastic stomachs,
plastic smiles, 
plastic compass, 
plastic memories,
plastic figures, 
plastic politicians,
plastic triggers. 
Plastic rhymes
Plastic ideas
In Plastic lies... the end.

Human Robots

>I'm sorry if I ever made you jump  (In French)

>I hope robots and people can both get much smarter and drive the world better than ever

>And consequently most people here think that science will never answer the most important questions in life.

>When people say Nǐ hǎo to you it's polite to say Nǐ hǎo back to them.

>The equipment needs to be under the lock and under your eyes

>It's tactics of war fare 'it's nothing new

>Now it's often said that science can not give us a foundation

>Yet Jesus is forseeing it here. Not one stone will be left upon another

> A time to break down and a time to to build up, a time for war and a time for peace.

>Nǐ hǎo Nǐ hǎo Nǐ hǎo

The Downs

Somewhere upon the downs
The hue colours match the parents proud
They spill from early blues and greens
A father who won't stop running down the hill beams
Even the devils have a lie in
Waking but not wanting to be woken
Many innocent moments came from me thinking...
We all went to bed unbroken

We were in luck with keeping darkness at bay

The crabs we caught in our buckets
All got returned
But the father carrying the Christmas tree under his arm
Had his lesson learned
The lady bagging up humbugs hers learned to
What abut the team serving up lunches just to please me and you

We were in luck with keeping darkness at bay

Harrow or hue - don't grow old boys, find a way to beam away boys

Over the moon

'That's amazing, it's like a giant monster in the sky'      'drown out, drown out, drown out' 
The carriage, the best, I had to fend off the rest...a scorn, my breath wasted on his opportune, just too long for the stop but you looked Over the moon.

'drown out, drown out, drown out, drown out'
You looked Over the moon. You managed to look Over the moon.

Bluebell Shower

They'd goad me from the side
                       

                      The voices in your head would

They'd part the way for me
                     

                     You'd fight your own path

I was lighter than none other
                     

                     You were a dying bluebell shower

But lover I stood for all that was right

                   You fell in to everything that wasn't

This is beautiful for my creation
                 

                    So was splitting the atom for some


These were the patterns
And who can picture it right?
This was us dying...
The start of something bright. 

I Could Be Anywhere

Maroon coffee cups
Bodies sleeping rough
A stream of urine
meanders the banks.

A spark of optimism and thirst
Cannot last - always diverts.

Scratch card hopes
Energy drinks burn out
Quick, Bright, Dim
How could we lose him?
Settle for never finding.

And office block lights
are now the stars
Clocking off the sunsets
This is as good as it gets.

I could be anywhere.  (it seems)

The Red Admiral's Daughter

I once wrote a song about a woman who kept on being left alone in a pub. I connected this with what I was going through at the time. In my head I pictured her looking forward to this night for the whole week and then her company just periodically deserting her.

I spy in the corner
The Red Admiral's daughter
They had her left
as solemn again

Pinned up for the night
like a tea stained print
Easy to flitter
in candle lit spirit

I'd have never treated you
like the admirals daughter

A Saturday night
Smelling the smoke
In a haze of empty promises
They left her to choke

I'd have never treated you
like the admirals daughter

And then down Speedwell drive

We made plans, solid plans

Mapped out in Leicestershire

My world, your hands

I'd have never sold it to you 

If I didn't mean it

Why did you ever sell it to me?

When you didn't mean it?

The Goffs

Stacking shelves, repeat, then turn 
Do you remember the wine? In The Goffs one time? 
You were letting me drown, you were letting me drown. 
Like a faithful dog, my response was...

Starlings used to follow me home, 
until I remembered they were there. 

Frantic cars, repeat, then turn. 
Do you remember sleepless nights?
Playing with the lights,
until the carpet was ours? 

Having your town as a news item 
Do you remember my clean face?
The boy put in maths?
Sums already crashed, spirits placed 

Starlings used to follow me home 
until I remembered, they were.

Suspended clouds, neon lights. 
Do you remember me dying on a bus? 
Never again the face in my mirror 
Starlings used to follow me home 
until I remembered they were there. 

They were there, in The Goffs...