In the Flat Field

In a crucifiction ecstasy Lying cross chequed in agony Stigmata bleed continuously Holes in head, hands, feet, and weep for me Stigmata oh you sordid sight Stigmata in your splintered plight Look into your crimson orifice In holy remembrance In scarl

Caressing bent up to the jug again With sheaths and pills Invading all those stills In a hovel of a bed I will scream in vain Oh please miss Lane Leave me with some pain Went walking through this city's neon lights In fear of disguising my warping se

A gut pull drag on me Into the chasm gaping we Mirrors multy reflecting this Between spunk stained sheet And odourous whim Calmer eye- flick- shudder- within Assist me to walk away in sin Where is the string that Theseus laid Find me out this labyrin

What do you want of me What do you long from me A slim Pixie, thin and forlorn A count, white and drawn What do you make of me What can you take from me Pallid landscapes off my frown Let me rip you up and down For you I came to forsake Lay wide desp

Hidden in the dashboard The unseen mechanized eye Under surveillance The road is full of cats eyes It's sick function to pry The spy in the cab Coldly observing- callously reserving A drivers time Automated autonomy Playing on his mind The spy in the

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·I dare you, to be real To touch a flickering flame The pangs of dark delight Don't cower in night fright Don't back away just yet From destinations set I dare you to be proud To dare to shout aloud For convictions that you feel Like sound from bells

Go and look for the dejected Once proud idol remembered in stone aloud Then on coins his face was mirrored Take a look it soon hath slithered To a fractured marble slab, renunciation clad His nourishment extract from his subjects, subjects That mass