Noise, carpet assault On ears Anxiety, knife-blade Scorching icily through nerve-endings State a fact, You are covered By machine-guns, sniper rifles Truth is never welcome here The wolves feed on those who give it Sharpness devours attempts at kindnessi No-one connects with anyone We are solo, we have no souls We are always alone
There were times, The odd, occasional time When I passed for a real human being I smiled in the right places Nodded, attempted eye-contact Sounded like one of them Said the right things ‘Oh no,’ I said ‘That’s awful, I’m sorry,’ While the drunk person regaled me With the details of their life Or the … More Poem – Chameleon
Yes Whatever you want Whatever makes you happy Does that work? Walk through the tunnel Try not to fall through the gap in the spaceship floor Or be devoured by monsters Or vomit your intestines through your mouth on to the walls Yes That’s fine Reassuring noises only La-la-la-la-la If I say it enough, the … More Poem – OK
Your head exploded But you were kind enough to clean up the shards Your brain melted But you were considerate enough to avoid the glop spilling out And contaminating the floor Well done you In the meantime, work is done, lunches planned, Dinners taken, cigarettes smoked, Pints and pies consumed, Nobody has the faintest idea … More Poem – Meltdown / Masking
Ornette my strange buddy Helps sweep out my mind’s attic When it has become old and dusty and sore And frightened ‘Don’t be afraid of dissonance,’ he says ‘Or chaos when properly used,’ And smiles a reassuring smile As loads of dust rise into the air And are dispelled through the vents Drummers drum, it … More Poem – The Shape of Friends to Come
Slade and Wizzard abuse the ears The tinsel infects the senses As if gluttony were all you wanted ‘We want a good time!’ they cry ‘We aren’t bothered if you’re in hell,’ Run or drive home as early as you can Put on a pot of tea Strap on the headphones and fire up Chopin, … More Poem – Decontaminate
There’s too much electricity Running through the core of the world It itches like a squadron of ants Climbs inside your eye-sockets Infects your ears And makes your senses bleed There’s no time for you to recalibrate Other than by being at home And staying in, alone As most others are not even bothered by … More Poem – Shocked
You can bet entirely He’ll be very glad to go There is no doubt about it Glad to go, below For there’s nothing here at all (you know), For breath to flow To command a wish to stay And you can bet entirely He’ll be very glad to go
No, I never learned it As you clearly did It was always formless And vague and starless Without any shape And yet you – And others like you – So, really – everyone – Know it off by heart Every inch, precision And each and every drilled-in part Sections add up to zero In my … More Poem – Script
Last year, I wrote an essay (which you can read here) about my general dislike of Christmas and while it did a fairly good job of capturing the awfulness of the festive season, there’s a few bits I didn’t include. I realised immediately that a follow-up piece was necessary, so here it is. Think of … More Essay – Jumpin’ Home for Krizzmuzz
A Listful of Horrors 