He is Set About

cobalt morning i awake to colour wash sparking and rolling behing my eyelids forms flowing emerald turquoise melding jasmine breath almost as if you are visiting me from afar very sweet of you very kind to wake me up like this almost better than a cup of coffee and a kiss thanking you for the gift of light

freedom flash spend all my cash all i want to do is sink my teeth in a nice vampire so polite charming rogue skinhead in love crying on the underground peaceful crime hate time i fret i forget never say goodbye as you disappear into the green moor mist i still do not love you dressed in brown every town the same proles

recycle everything dressed in plastic sweating process computer monkey suckle down the mall paying bills being ill running home to mummy swinging a flag of convience under arctic sunshine priceless gift of no value my love for a stranger take a dip in the chocolate fountain take a centrifuge candyfloss ride i never thought i would reach forty

wrap the black cloak around your shoulders pull the cowl down over your eyes white out the night slit the headlight split delight divide day from light jungle lion pig iron dust settles on my new boots every day more of who i was falls away familiar happiness goes easily draw a circle in the sand leap inside hold your hand

watch the other side of the world slide away give myself to myself never give up control again not to anyone take back the soul which once was mine "you did'nt stop it" after the afterburner button has been buttoned on and burnt ride that particular warhead into the sun kiss the sunspots give a solar flare a blowjob pithing my tent atop an iceberg floating on a boiling oceanr

coming up for air pushing back your hair goose bumps and champagne cold burn mourning dive bomb from the trees run across the bottom hugging a boulder fire storms catch the undergrowth up it goes down it comes kiss him he is shining kiss her she is crying stand proud before the supreme commander of the mothership or else become her prisoner

where the middle class meets the abyss where the boring meet unimaginable horror where the staid get stained where love meets the wall i would wish for everyone to let go to grow project this light into the darkest corners find out who is hiding there and set them freewhat are we doing 'social networking' nobody here now always on always on the line dreaming of being somewhere else when we can't even be honest here

the lambs sing the hunters yell pluck a string bend time around your little finger slice the air with knives of joy drop acid in the water cooler a little piece of paradise nice at twice the price sitting around the fire in a paper house rain melting the windows dreams of impossible princess' twisting the night away scream as you come

elephant rumble crocodile agitation she rolls her eyes back so white against ebony cinnamon she tastes of vanilla knuckles white with the ride a wheel shakes loose a nail rakes my face is that a smile of pleasure or a grimace of pain slap me blind me with light the noise rushing in my ear take as long as you want accident

"i know i have made some poor decisions lately but i can give you my complete assurance that my work will now be back to normal" HAL the great beast takes a seat in the space shuttle feathers the trigger aims for the dog star you know he hears the drums of war when the past was closing doors jump from adoration to adoration burn the bridge of my relation my own trip willard opening envelopes

i saved it for best last love alone on the bad boy back seat of an empty bus a rattle in my night the indian nurse pushes a syringe into the eye of my tattoo you have deliberately opened your third eye my face covered in blood she jumped off a beautiful waterfall with her babe in arms he died she survived but not really humming high tension wires in winter drizzle tape up the windows turn on ignition dangle from the practice room wash your brains off the wall they left and took you with them everything i love leaves in the end there is too much darkness in new zealand.

after eighty six years we are flying up the great avenue of avebury, fifty feet above the tops of the sentinels we are hand in hand but are not seperate, we are interchangeable, we are happy. as we reach the centre of the great circle we take off verticaly, outwards towards the furtherest star faster until he finds us, he is winged and unmarked and radiant together he leads us to the fire, white fire a lotus flower mandala cool and hot and sweet. we are flames dancing forever brothers and sisters boundless love centre of all no end no beginning