Its nearly Christmas you know
and I can feel my insides start to churn
Love sits tightly in me like a stupid jack in the box
only because it doesn’t know how to extravasate
Without knowing how and gaucheness
I give it what I recognise and hope
Merry Christmas friends
I love you all and can do nothing but say
Thank you.
She spoke to me of love
this good friend of mine
I am pleased for you my smile said
but under I was afraid for her
Her heart was for a bad seed
whose roots would tear and rip
Are you sure of this man that has your eyes
I can sense is eagerness for something
Something you long for but never had
please don’t make this mistake my friend
But then maybe you should
then pain will be your clarity
I must try though, to warn then walk
do my duty as a friend and then cry
As her trust is sliced again
and I sit and listen
Until next time
I saw things today that make me sad
lying eyes and twisted actions
that you know are not natural
how can it be when it takes so much effort
to release the poisonous selfishness
from your dried up and pointless soul
It is sad that this is among us
it is sad we discriminate colour and difference
and not the deviltry you display
I am glad I have my family that help me
understand and let me write these thoughts
so tomorrow I can go back out and deal to you
I am coming for you sir.
I am pleased we got to Friday
my soul being tugged all the way home
heat danced in waves like a sexy siren
taunting me until I reached the cool breast of Fujitsu
now I hide inside and wait for the cool of night
then my red flamed 1690cc lover and I can escape into the dark
Breath rolls into me like a wave into a cove
my eyes flick towards an old, sometimes welcome friend
my head like a playground at 4 am
slowly the tap of thoughts open and dribbles
nice things at first of life and my kids
then like a jack booted Nazi other thoughts arrive
the soldiers line up behind my eyes ready for the fight
the welcome mist of comfort arrives right on que
as I win another war of who I really am
the strength of winning this treacherous war
enlightens my start and makes me want
the life I have is a good one
the pendulum called feet swing towards the floor
I stretch like a titan and take the air I want
another day is here just for me
Anthracite 