Why

A hairsbreadth between now and then
A single step all that separates the ground from the abyss
I clutch at this fraying strand of rope
And my muscles scream in endless agony


I ask why?

Why not let go and enjoy the split second of flight?
Why not sink into the depths away from the blinding light?
Why not embrace the fear of the unknown
And let the darkness wrap her silken arms around me?
What is there to fear…
But failure?

Irate

Oh give me a baseball bat
And a swing at some kneecaps
And I’ll give you a reason to believe

Just give five minutes
Of your oh so precious time
And I’ll show you what happens when you thieve

I can’t cut off your fingers
I can’t cut off your toes
But I have a few little tricks up my sleeve

A single word can fell an army
When you know just what to say
And the damage done more than you can possibly conceive

And Karma is a women
Like an evil bitch in heat
And she’s waiting round the corner when next you practice to deceive

Where to from here?

It’s gotta be like WOW
Gotta POP POP POP
It’s gotta catch you on the run
It’s gotta scream out STOP!

But…

It’s also needs to be classy
But not scream ostentatious bling
Accessible to everyone
And still fit for a king

So…

We want an activation
TV, radio and online
Some print ads and a billboard
Can you book a can can line?

Basically…

Go mad, go wild
Show us what you can do
We want everything they have
With a cherry on top too

And…

We need it by tomorrow
Or the end of play today
And fifty five dollars
Is all we’re prepared to pay

Lament to the Air Con

Outside the sun is shining
And the sky is a turquoise hue
But inside this office building
My toes are turning blue

A plume of dragon’s breath
Emerges when I speak
I think I’m freezing to death
And the future’s pretty bleak

I called upon the man
Who knows about these things
He looked at me dead pan
And said he try to pull some strings

The thermostat is on the blink
I could have told him that
He said he have to have a think
And promised he’d be back

Many days have slipped right by
Without a single word
A single solitary tear I’d cry
If it wouldn’t freeze up first

Autumn

From my window I watch
The leaves turn to gold
And the men and women
Bundled up against the cold
I watch the clouds chase
Across the wide blue sky
And sparrows meet
Before they fly
The mornings are dark now
Until the sun deigns to show her head
And I have no desire
To leave the comfort of my bed

Invasion

You walk in as though you own the place
Run your hands through silk and lace
You take your time dipping into my life
With insouciance and a kitchen knife
And all the while I lay asleep
Lost in a fragile world of dreams
And you placed in your pockets little things
Whose only value lay in rememberings
I wonder if you watched me as I lay
Unaware and on display
I wonder if you knew how I would feel
I wonder what else you wanted to steal

SA PC

There is a strange poetry

To the dance

Of political correctness

A fluid rhythm

Born of necessity

Acute awareness

Of the subtleties of subtext

And the symmetry of semantics

A veil of fine spun silk

To filter the unmentionable

An inbred censorship

To monitor and apportion

A vague sense of guilt

For even daring to think

The unthinkable

The Character Assasin

Subdued in shadow

In the pause between the subtle lines of text

In the echoing silence between words

In the knowing glance

And nuance of poise

She waits