*The Blood Is On Your Hands Now*
The blood is on your hands now
How does it feel...
My blood is on your hands
The red trickle between your fingers
My body on the floor
At your feet
You took
One step too far
And now I'm laughing
And bleeding
And wishing I were dead
But never brave enough to take that final step
Pushed you over the edge
And now you see
The blood is on your hands now
I am innocent
And you have my blood
All over you
My life
All over you
My soul
All over you
Enjoy
Stand over me
And cry
Until tomorrow
When you'll smile again
And I'll be forgotten
Yesterday's news
But then you remember
The blood was on your hands then
And you'll be plagued
My blood on your hands
And I'll have the last laugh
Yet again
*Nightime 12/4*
Murmurs
Murmurs
In the dark
In the shadows
Closing in
Crescendo
The whispers
Grow louder.....
The soft words tinged with a razor edge
Grow louder.....
The voices I can hear all around me, around my bed
Grow louder.....
The eyes
Look at me
From the darkness at the foot of my bed
Stare at me
From the darkness at the foot of my bed
So I look out the window
And feel the nightime breeze on my face,
On my hands perched upon the windowsill.
I trace patterns as the wind blows branches
On trees
I hear the voices again
Start up a steady chant
"Nevermore, boy, nevermore
We will be your one and only
Boy join us and you'll never
Be lonely again. Freedom"
And I speak into the night
"I am not yours to claim
Not you or God or anyone or anything
I am my own
Leave me alone to enjoy the nightime"
And the glistening moon
Slides out with her armada of stars
Sailing upon the clouds against the sky
And I feel
Alive
Beautiful
The caressing breeze
The nightime noises
The endless chant
Continues
And she joins in upon her sea of clouds
"Come fly with me
I'll take you to the light
And safety
And you can be my love forever"
No such hollowness
No such lies
Still she calls
And lifts my head towards her beauty
And I tell her
"Nothing you can say is true
I have worshipped before
I have loved before
I have never been given anything
For what I feel
Nothing in return
For what I feel
So sail on unto the morning
Turn your back upon me
Let me get back to the nightime"
She leaves
Me alone
And the blackness closes in again
For that brief light
I am rewarded by a sorrow
It's Nightime 12/4
I'm alone
I'm upset
I'm in the dark
I'm not tired
I'm cold
Slide back under the covers
*Yet Another Love Poem*
As noble thoughts danced across
the lake
and thoughts of love became enraptured under the moon
He raised his hand
and light blazed forth
consuming
completing
and then
As she stood up and walked to water's edge
and thoughts of love increased thir hold upon mind and soul
She raised her head
and light blazed forth
consuming
completing
and then
She met he
Across the surface of the gilded lake
As their lips met
As thir bodies touched
As their souls became one
They were lost
but now found
in each other
*Narellan*
Four wheel drives
and campervans
Broken bottles
and soft drink cans
Houses as far
as the eye can see
All the same, looking the same
Continuing endlessly
Shoeboxes
on crap all land
Neighbours dont
ask for a hand
No eucalypt
No graceful fern
Cut down
or mass burn
Old houses
torn down
Endless cars
Shit brown
Roundabouts
and bypasses
Little children
free of classes
Bi-Lo, Go-Lo
and Big W
Cheap dirty vendors
Crap disguised as food
Industrial?
Bit there, bit here.....
Guy was stabbed
Just last year
Women in real
short skirts
Men who don't
wear shirts
Tired mothers
Hypo Kids
Get away from me
You give me the shits
Old ladies who say
"Are you okay, hun?
Welcome to
Narellan
