Not An Ice-Cold Hand, But A Heart for you

Episode eight-thousand-four-hundred-and-forty-five,
Another episode, and the same old question;
Will he manage to stay alive?

This time the threat is material
Not like the others:
Those demons; spiritual, ethereal.
This is physical: very real.
With a name and a face,
And its own little world
For reasons and motives? To find a place?

The show must go on,
As is always the case,
The climax anon;

The clue: An arrow
That can never match his mercurial pace.
So back vile serpent, back I say,
A man stands here, and not a mouse,
If you must, bear arms, do you? I pray.
Then let, the plague upon your house,
And, thrice this I say.

Don't Be So Close, Glenn

I always thought
That I had seen you somewhere
Before,
My
Alex Forrest;
Could I want anything more?

Like all movies
It deserves a happy end,
No bath and a gun -
Just don't darken my door.

Your crazy,
Your quite literally round the bend;
You bunny-boiling whore.

Lois Lane

The hero
Is only a hero,
Is only a hero
For the heroin.

Saving it all,
Saving;
Savouring,
Saving everything, but
She can't save him.

Taking,
Taking his heart
Taking his mind,
Taking his eyes;
His eyes
Taken from the road:
He falls
For her, and
Astray.

Lying,
Lain,
Soul bent and buckled;
Lying straight
He lies as rails,
Still holding her on course;
Holding her
The vehicle
Of his once-dreams;
A vehicle with no load.

Pray now!
He prayed,
Praying
He prays for her.
The hero
As a hero
Prays,
Praying for his heroin.
Her
His heroin
His everything, and
She will
She will never pray for him.

The hero,
Only ever a hero for his heroin,
For her,
Savouring;
Saving,
She was everything,
But she could never have
Never have saved him.

Walking Blindly In The Sun

The back cover closed
On my failed pharmaceutical fable,
I set some goals to distract
And tell all of the new, better way
That I will react
If I should no longer want to stay;
And my future looks bright,
If I can stick to my story.

Through pain and glory,
The sun shines brighter each day;
And though I know
The sun might not stay,
I stoke it brighter
By sending the blame her way
And taking motivation from the light
To help me last out the night.

Forward and blinkered,
I must trot on;
Never to search and never to find,
Never to entertain the thoughts
Of my doppelgänger's mind:
Those dark days are gone?
And my future looks bright,
If I can stick to my story,

Through Pain and glory:
The sun shines bright each day.

The Sky That Holds The Stars

I turn black,
I turn Black
As my skin burns
And my bones crack;
But never shall I turn back.
I turn black.

I turn Black
In the eyes of death and sin,
The gate open, and I go in,
The hairs shrivel and pop;
But never can I turn back.
I turn black.

I turn Black
Knowing that nothing more can be,
That no-one can come with me,
The skin bubbles and weeps;
But never will I turn back.
I turn black.

I turn Black
You have glanced upon my hell,
Yet your blind to it as well,
The eyes purge themselves and shrink;
But still I wont ever turn back.
I turn black.

I turn Black
Don't follow me on this path paved over the past,
It will leave you alone in a nothingness so vast,
The finger-tips and penis ignite;
But still I wont ever turn back.
I turn black.

I turn Black
Into the flames I go,
The only way I know,
The body in no more, just coal;
And never shall I turn back.
I turn black.

I turn black,
I turn Black
As my skin burns
And my bones crack;
But never shall I turn back.

Two Turtle-Doves By The Green Bridge

Shall this be our home, Then
Lets plant plants and trees
That will grow to be homes, and food
For both the birds and the bees.

We can plant a tree;
One for you
And one for me,
And one each, when,
For the kids that will be.

Let us find refuge and wonder
In our garden so lush;
Marvel at the beauteous blooms
And scents from the fragrant bush.

Have no need for other
Far away worldly things:
Be humble in what our garden brings,
And like the birds that nest
It shall give your heart wings,
For the garden is home,
And where love lies best.

Joint Venture

I once sat in a room
With five other men,
Of varying ages, and:
I was by no means the eldest,
When two of them
Started firing darts,
From a child's crossbow,
Into one another
The rest of us just sat there;
And watched.