Hanging By A Thread

We are hanging by a threadWrapped around our necksDancing like a braindeadMarionetteIn the shadow of our master’sSilhouetteMusic playingFrom a broken cassetteAs we move as commandedBy the hands that danceAbove our heads We are hanging by a threadAnd if we are to have any hopeOf holding on another dayThen we have to find a wayTo cut [...]

Your voiceCuts through meYour wordsUndo meTirelesslyPursue meExpertlySubdue me Your eyesSee through meExposingThe true meHiddenFrom the worldBut revealedTo you

Dissection: 01/01/21

2021 is just around the corner New year.New book.Same old "miserable negativity" (cheers, Gordon). https://videopress.com/v/r685ZEAI?preloadContent=metadata ‘Dissection’ is a poetry collection focusing on aspects of society one could perceive as diseased. Basically racism, sexism, homophobia, xenophobia, transphobia, misogyny, toxic masculinity, misandry and all other forms of hate and discrimination. Also covered are topics like climate change, [...]

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TimeRunsOut As the beating heartOf humanitySlows Pulse fadingOrgans failingBody dyingMind decayingSoul rotting Pull the plugThere is nothing leftWorth saving [title: "Flatline"][the final poem from Dissection, out 01/01/21]

When the Puppets Become the Masters

For far too longThey’ve pulled our stringsThey’ve weighed us downAnd clipped our wings They write the scriptAnd we reciteWe only actAs they incite Every thoughtAnd every actionIs subject to theirSatisfaction They tell us to danceSo we danceThey tell us to singSo we sing untilOur lungs give in They tell us to crySo we cryThey tell [...]

Diagnosis

I don’t profess to be a doctorI never went to medical schoolBut it seems you tested positiveFor being a tool I accept my understandingOf the anatomy is sparseBut if there’s one thing I knowIt’s that you’re talking out your arse Age isn’t on your sideAnd you’re really rather fatBut worse of all it seems you’re [...]

Social Pandemic

We are caughtIn the middleOf a seriousGlobal crisis I see no endTo this diseaseNo way to cureThis deadly virus It’s unavoidableUnpreventableIt’s in all thatWe consume No vaccinationMedicationNo way to makeOurselves immune We can’t eradicateOur need to hateAnd instinct to impugnJust becauseWe can’t accept the truth

The End of Hope

DeadAre happy memories And hope is allBut gone Maggots feedUpon my sorrowAnd the knowledgeI'm alone Flies swarmAround the carcass That my empty heart’s Become They lay their eggsTheir larvae growThey make my soulTheir home And inThe dead of nightThe spiders hunting fliesDo come Leaving itchingSo much itching And the webs of liesThey've spun Then when day breaksAnd they depart I [...]