Perception

Your deadly voice and satiny laugh
I only love what I think you are.
You say you lie, you say you don't cheat
You know exactly what I think you are.
You've blown my mind with your chattery visions
You're a winner, at least, I think you are.
Your hugs, your drugs won't let me be
Got to go, you know exactly who you are.

Goody Two Shoes

He's so much trouble
Those rigid sorts
He'll kill you with
His pious thoughts

His crisp shirts
And his studious demeanour
You hate everything about
His spotless exterior

You want to destroy
His illustrious path
You want to laugh at him
And incur his wrath

But you don't know
What he does at night
Alone with his needles,
His knives and his plight

You don't know what the sleeves hide
You don't know what the poker face hides
You don't know what the textbook hides
You don't know what he openly hides

Whatever Works

She was friendly
He skulked in a day
She was a bitch
He stayed for a bit
And then walked away

She was earnest
He never noticed
She was a flake
He liked the games
And later, they were dissed.

She was attached
He said 'never'
She was detached
He came back
And was hooked forever.

Daisy's Dad

Let her go, she's just a child.
What did she do to deserve your bile?
Stop hitting her, you horrible man.
You're her guardian, not the bogeyman.

Let her go, she's one of our babies.
Her head is still filled with a million maybes.
Stop yelling at her, stop going crazy.
You're supposed to watch over our little Daisy.

Let her go, she's just turned five.
She's the only reason that I'm still alive.
Stop making her cry, stop eating her soul.
You make me ache with fear, I'll never be whole.

Let her go, or I'll kill you.
I'll take this knife and drive it through.
You're the worst thing that ever happened to me.
You're dead inside, you Devil's employee.

Formulae

A little bit of caffeine.
A lot more alcohol.
A tad bit of nicotine.
A lot of geraniol.

Now that's sex in a test-tube.

Our Plastic Romance

Cold winds.
Clammy hands.
Dark room.
Cheesy bands.

A new face.
A yummy entity.
Cuddles and fireplaces.
Non-sanctity.

Hard bound.
Let's dance.
Time to celebrate,
Our Plastic Romance.

Tissue Paper

You wiped your tears on her patient shirt
You drew strength from her gentle smile
And when you got what you came for
You ran so fast, five seconds a mile

She heard you rave and rant for hours
Spew bile and let all anger spill forth
She tried her best to help you let go
She made her heart and soul, your hearth

But when she needed you so near
So that she could stand strong again
You ate your sandwich and drank your beer
And said, 'Come on, you're faking that pain'.

And so she was alone in her misery
When all she needed from you was
Your patient shirt and your gentle smile
Your hand to hold, and not hers to pass.

Fade

It's a funny thing
This self esteem
It's easy to hurt
It's awesome to redeem

Your mediocre words
Don't matter anymore
Your daddy's money
Makes you a bore

I can't believe
I made you matter
More than others
When you're nothing but chatter

But it's going to change
Starting from now
You're demoted to nothingness
From up above

Have your weed
Kill your time
No productivity
Not worth a dime

Drown in your fears
While you hide your face
You're empty and dead
You're my best disgrace

I'll learn from your loss
I'll laugh at your pain
I'll feed on your mistakes
I'll make myself sane

You don't mean anything
You'll come as you go
Without a bang
And no one will know

Socialite

Busy as a bee
Smiling to me
She buries her displeasure
In the Adriatic sea

Air-kissing them
Some butch, some femme
She sighs to herself
So much to condemn

She wants more brandy
She feels so dandy
She's drawn to the plastic
Like a kid to candy

Duck-faced tweens who dream of fame
Look up to her and say her name
She wants it all but hates the path
She wants to cheat on a different game

Paradox

Don't love me.
I'll break your heart.
I'll always cheat.
I'll always outsmart.

Don't leave me.
It'll hurt too much.
Can't you see I care?
We always went dutch.

Don't call me.
You won't understand.
Don't believe me.
Reality isn't my land.

Polygon

She always wants him.
She now wants his friend.
She used to want his sister.
She begins to see a trend.

He's got the face.
She's got the charm.
He's got the money.
She rings the alarm.

Four way polygon.
Three-ways smart.
One part taboo.
Eyes, furtive, dart.

Shoot that whiskey.
Come upstairs.
Have some cake.
Don't forget the eclairs.

Let's hang out and smile.
And pretend it's all fine.
When the thoughts in our heads.
Explode like landmines.

Spasiba

Mommy's my comfort.
Mommy's my drive.
Mommy loves me.
Mommy's mine.

Mommy will protect.
Mommy will fight.
Mommy may cry.
But Mommy's always right.

Mommy, please smile.
Mommy, look ahead.
Mommy, I'll make you proud.
Wherever I head.

Girdles and Giggles

Squeeze, nip, tuck.
Pout, smile, cluck.
It's almost right.
It's almost night.

Feminine viles.
Glorious smiles.
Hourglass lies.
Times flies.

Power surge.
Abdominal urge.
Adrenalin peaks.
She speaks.

Fits like a glove.
Supports like love.
Wasp waist and satin.
Delicious like sin.

Jazziest curves.
Naughtiest swerves.
Push and shove.
Soft as a dove.

Tighter my dear.
I will not fear.
This pain is so sexy.
I feel so foxy.

Pull the strings.
Crumple these wings.
Bind me to perfection.
Hear my confession.

I want to be hurt.
I want to feel pert.
In this 35-21-35,
I feel the most alive.

Spew

Too many lines floating in the air.
Too many dreams hidden in those eyes.
He must produce, he must puke.
Even if his work, he begins to despise.

Mechanizing those thoughts.
Making viral his nightmares.
Beautiful is his pseudo-pain,
Put forth as his mind dares.

But there's an end to some stories.
From blatant nothingness to glory.
Then as the applause begins to hurt his ears,
Into his lies he'll start to bury.

Snail Mail

Lily smiled when the letter arrived.
Lily laughed as she read it aloud.
Lily had waited way, way too long.
For the whispering hormones of that papery sound.

My love, wrote Jo, It's been a while.
The summers are long, the winters divine.
For you I yearn, all day long.
Of the same fork, we are two prongs.

Sentimental thoughts are wearing me down.
Carnal urges that make old ladies frown.
Take that ship and sail towards the middle.
Let's sit by the beach and play the fiddle.

Lily smiled at she read between the lines.
Naughty Jo was lonely amidst the white sands.
She took out her pen and tossed him some dreams.
And smiled as she pictured his tortured screams.

Reverse

It's pulling me aside.
It's taking me away.
From who I used to be.
It's leading me astray.

There's no hope in here.
Must leave it all behind.
The dust is settling in.
There's nothing left to find.

Darker demons smile.
As the kick starts to fade.
You fooled yourself again.
You're starting to degrade.

It's over when it hurt.
It started when I choked.
The pain is all I have,
Everything else revoked.

Hugs and Drugs

You with your brown puppy-dog eyes
You're my favourite intoxicant.
You with the hand that tugs at my heart
You're my favourite intoxicant.
You with the words of the calmest dove
You're my favourite intoxicant.
You with the goofy crooked half smile
You're my favourite intoxicant.
You with the hazy dreams of light
You're my favourite intoxicant.
You with the vision of a wanderer
You're my favourite intoxicant.
You there, laughing at my stupid words
You're my favourite intoxicant.
You with the hug that makes me dissolve
You're my favourite intoxicant.
You with the perfume of a hundred hotties
You're my favourite intoxicant.
You with the skin of an ocean of music
You're my favourite intoxicant.
You with the touch of a monochrome feather
You're my favourite intoxicant.
You with the truth of a thousand true friends
You're my favourite intoxicant.
You with the heat of a new-born fire
You're my favourite intoxicant.
You with the power to break me anytime
You, and only you.
Are my favourite intoxicant.

Hidden Inspiration

He hid behind the mask
Of prosaic normality
When all that he wanted
Was verbose absurdity

The words flew in
The thoughts flew out
The criticism hurt
So he'd smoke up and pout

Immature aspirations
Gilded his memories
Sharpening semicolons
Darkening apostrophes

He wanted to belch
All he did is breathe
A bouquet cannot
Become a wreath

The waffling ended
Sacrificed for the wrong
Purposes and yet
Survived for so long

Let out the vague
Bask in the blur
Who needs pleather
When you can flaunt fur?

Choices

There she stood, lantern in the storm.
Candle in the soul-stirring hurricane.
The path shone ahead and wondered aloud.
Is she up for it or is she turning around?

Desires begin to stir their way through.
Emotions hurried and emotions flew.
Time's up Merv, what's it gonna be?
A pretty ScrewDriver or a dirty Martini?

The fork in the path had screwed so many.
But its days were marked and not too merry.
It must survive the torture of time.
Looking like strawberries, tasting like lime.

Bitter it was, soft as roses.
Beguiling with its lousy poses.
Come walk with me, let's not pray.
That you realize that I'm leading you astray.

She walked to the left, resented the right.
She ignored its charm, it craved her plight.
She was safe and happy and merry.
Never again meant to be sorry.

Delusions

So everything's twinkling, everything's fine.
I'll be yours and you'll be mine.
The bells will chime and the phones will ring.
We'll rejoice in our luck and dance and sing.

But the shine will fade and reality will kick,
You in the you-know-where and it'll be sick.
The insanity will vanish and you will cry.
The magic will perish and you'll want to die.

It's in your head, you get to chose.
Between delusion and abuse.
You get to win, but you also lose.
It's all a part of the romantic ruse...

So you can choose to be happy or choose to be real.
Or you can get both if you're in the real deal.
Open your eyes, look at the truth.
If you want Esmeralda, you must leave Ruth.

Liquid Courage

I giggled as you swore.
I blame it on the liquids.
I gazed at your distant dreams.
I blame it on the liquids.
I mixed the right things up.
I blame it on the liquids.
I felt the breeze intensify.
I blame it on the liquids.
I let the rush carry on.
I blame it on the liquids.
Second time's a lucky chance.
I blame it on the liquids.
Shiny was that smile.
I blame it on the liquids.
Apple did what mint couldn't.
I blame it on the liquids.
Smoky winters developed wings.
I blame it on the liquids.
I love you more than this cocktail.
I blame it on the liquids.

Men of wax and girls who giggle.

Dudes in jackets, men in suits.
Libran charm, Sagittarian moods.
Party's in the city, let's all dress up.
Call all the coquettes, time to jump.
Shiny boys with pretty fluffy hair,
Check each other out, without a care.
Softy soft, Greek face of theirs,
Dimpled glory of gay boy grace.
Perfect statues, exotic beverage,
Warm them up with liquid courage.
Watch them melt as the champagne swirls,
With their feminine friends with frilly twirls.
He likes her dress, she likes his shirt.
He means it, he ain't a classless pervert.
A common friendship understood by few,
Straight girl, and the guy who loves his shoe.
Dance together , let those hips wiggle,
Men of wax and girls who giggle.

Ambrosia

Eating to live and living to eat.
The sweet, the salty, the veggies, the meat.
Gastronomical excesses of the exquisite sort.
Changing our minds and making bodies contort.

Heavenly rush as the delicious, crash-land.
Shoveled onto tongues by impatient hands.
The riot of tastes and swiveling thoughts.
The high of the taste-buds confuses and distorts.

Empty is life without the growl of hunger.
To remind you of life's finest surrenders.
Give into the zenith of purest instinct.
Feed me, need me, or we shall all be extinct.

Come with me as I explore the forbidden.
Mixing up lactose with everything Piscean.
Giving the runs a run and running through the door.
Let's burn it all away and make place for some more.

Ingest, digest, disseminate the energy.
Glowing within, our sinful daily therapy.
Summon your friends, make this an orgy.
Of the stomach, forever, through infinity.

Destroy

Dream I did of the safe happy life.
Joy unbound, no war and no strife.
Live it I did, for so many years.
Bored I did get, without the fears.

She asked me for more.
I kept rejecting her.
I wanted to feel alive.
But chose to whimper.

Complaints, restraints.
Laments, constraints.
I fought, I brought,
Shackled hate.

I want to kill it all.
I want to bury the past.
I want to melt and bleed and fly.
I want it to be the last.

I can't take the ennui anymore.
I can't take the energy traffic jam.
I don't want to spend my old age.
Dreaming of marmalade while surviving on jam.

So I am gonna fight myself.
And I am gonna free myself.
And I am gonna have a million regrets.
For it's better than revealing my twisted secrets.