Instinct

I can’t tell you how to be. Just look at me And the controversy That surrounds. I ain't grounded In any thought, Not specially, But i do have a capacity For love. The only thing That’s real to me. I read these lines back And i crack up. Am i too sentimental? Well, yeah. Just the guy i am. People say I am a loose cannon. This ain't derivative Its original And I don’t give a care What you think. I am living on instinct.

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Pastiche Of Hunter S Thompson. Fear And Loathing In Oxford (Las Vegas)

We passed over Magdalen Bridge when the drugs kicked in and  the town looked wild. Everyone had the head of a wolf. I looked for a place to park. I saw a gap, we went into a bar. The intensity grew out of all proportion, but the place was full of wolves. I was coming up. Someone spoke. It was the barman. But I couldn’t move my lips. My friend spoke for me “he will have a water.” “Fuck that. Triple tequila and keep them coming” I had at last found my voice. “My friend you are tripping” said he. “So let's see where this ends.” I could not get off the bar stool, or the floor would hit my face. Mescaline and LSD does that to you. I slumped on the bar but didn’t want to sleep. The fucked up dreams that would come. Not now. Not now. “Give me the coke, I need to wake up” he passed it over, now I had to get through the wolves to reach the bathroom. The world slowed down, speech incomprehensible. No one seemed to move. Found a cubicle, took a heavy pinch just to clear my head. Made sure my nose was clean as I did not want to attract attention. Maybe that was too late. Turns out there were no wolves. They were the product of fevered and over stimulated imagination. Boy, was it over stimulated. I would have fucked anything that night, but there was this girl at the end of the bar, a pretty red head. As I went over the bar room chatter assaulted my ears, it was loud and banal. People looked once then immediately looked away. “Can I get you a drink?” She looked at me. Incredulity crease her brow. “You’re fucked.” “What could you possibly mean” I said with a confused flourish of hands. As if you know its your body, but you have no control. “It’s your eyes.” “My eyes?” “You have no iris.” “It’s congenital, I come from a long line of owls. Only happens at night.” She wanted to laugh but checked herself. “So you’re not a junkie?” “More of…

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Daughter

Look dear baby What’s going on between us; Because I sense a difference Between us. Life can be tragic, But is magic At times. When the rhymes don’t fit straight. You can do it, You can do it, I know you can. I am your biggest fan. I will not remonstrate. The lyrics lost in translation. I didn't even know where they came from. Always on your side I take pride in your achievements.

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War Story

He loved it, Saw an unexpected beauty in it. You had to look closely, Difficult to define. He had a job to do And he loved it. It was death or victory For him. I thought he had a screw loose, But when you fought, When the chances were slim, He always, always had a plan. Looked after his men Like the children he never had.

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Angel

I love the way you laugh. My soul cries out For a woman like that. You are not there for me So let’s make a pact. You know I love, leave that aside. You can ride me senseless; You love my cock, I love your cunt. A simple equation. Maybe I am too blunt. No time to mess around, Don’t be in the lost and found. You’re much better than that.

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Ever Love

Did you ever love so much You just want to die? In the special moments of ecstasy. Now they only make you cry, And all the time You wonder why. But you can't make it better, No matter how you try. No kiss and makeup, And no more lies. So you take up A different life. Do it for the sake Of your sanity. Show your humanity. But don’t fuck up again!

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Indescribable

Her touch indescribable. The scrambled bible in his mind. Was he dealing with an angel? Surely, surely. What else could she be? He gave what he could, Only his love. Prayed it would satisfy, But never sure. Remember, don’t forget, You’re a man. You desire And it’s pure. You never felt this way before? So what if it tears you apart. But what a start!

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Existere (latin, to become.)

For all the women I never had When I tried to impress. For the love I gave And the love I had That never seemed to last. For the drugs and booze when I went too far A creature of excess. For the life I built And almost wrecked Yet built again from scratch. For the money I made And the lifestyle You cannot beat the cash. For the pressure I took, Common coal to diamond That just will not wash. For all the friends That I let down When they all went west. For I was just a man. Racked with doubt. Did i do my best?

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One More Kiss

Kiss me one more time Before I get onto that plane. But through the pain of separation An enduring smile remains. The smile remains. I hold you one more time. Your soft lips touch mine. Our heated breath turns me on so, But I must go. I must go. Now i sit alone and think of you, All the things that we could do. And all the clocks go slow Till i see you again. See you again.

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Be Mine

I searched for such a long time. Was the hope of love fading Like the closing of the day? Or had it just begun, A fire that cannot die. I had been in love before, But never like this. One rapturous kiss Immediate connection. We had never met. And without explanation. All my thinking Meant nothing In the moments we shared. The tingle down my spine So much, so much I wanted her to be mine.

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Tied to the Mast

I took refuge In your heart. From a world That sometimes didn’t get me Or simply couldn’t see What I was all about. No matter how I shouted, I was never heard, So I didn’t speak a word, But now I have a voice. This was all my choice And I came back Full knowing what I lack. Trying to do better. What it took, no matter. I don’t take this for granted. Hard fought, but what  I wanted. The life I left behind Now memory But has a haunting melody. A sirens call cross oceans vast, So I am now tied to the mast.

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Where?

Even when I got sober I knew it was over. You didn’t have to go Behind my back. I would have understood. I wondered how you could, But that’s enough of that. Your not coming back, That’s just a fact. I wear it like a shirt I once had. So I bought new clothes, Getting ready to move on. Leave the past a memory Of what we once had, But now its all gone. You say your guys amazing, He aint crazy like me, If you just wanted normality I guess you got it. Our love was now broken, Just like the token promise I would never use again, But you think I will. So I walk and walk And the sun beats down. The air shimmers before me And all sound fades away, While the street closes in And I try to begin. Words drip from my pen Like the blood ink within, But where do they end?

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I Got the Lies

I cant hear the beat of drums, But the silence always hums From the graveyard full of tombs. Where the patient dead lie Awaiting resurrection, why? The countless hopes that always die,. But the loop plays on, Long after the parties gone, And way beyond. You got the questions, I got the lies. Tell me what you know, How do feelings grow? Now give me a show Of the mundanity, The banality, The whispering finality. So soft, words barely spoken. Now memories are brocken. And my heart has awoken. You ask the questions, I tell the lies.

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Lyrical Lover

I am a lyrical lover. I have no disguise, Unlike Batman, And I don’t fight crimes. I am just a guy who tries, And I see in your eyes, You may want me too. With my hand on your thigh, I feel you shiver right through. One look at your face I want to dive into you. I don’t come up for air, For the pleasure down there. Something has arisen, And there’s no going back. My clothes feel like a prison, And get dropped in a stack. Desire must be fed Now, woman, get into my bed.

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The Seed

She was more than lips and eyes, A certain sadness perhaps I could repair, But our exchange on the stair Told of something else. She didn’t need me. Yes, she had a comic book beauty. To want a woman so much Hurts the guts. She sticks in the mind, Draws you in, You’re not sure Where it begins. Looking for a reason, But you don’t know why, She had you down to a”T”. You think you’re smart, But you just know more tricks than me. What a prick you were, And I can be objective, Irrespective of consequence. She loved you! What was wrong  with you? Where you waiting for something else? You barely knew yourself? But now you know, A seed planted Will always grow.

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James Bond

Smooth, smooth, just like James Bond. Maybe I am a wizard with a magic wand? I can grant you a wish, or maybe two. When I fall in love, then it’s all about you. You stole my heart, but I don’t want it back. Keep it forever coz you’re my pussycat. I am on my best behaviour as you're worthy of that. Ooohh, babe, not what I seem. Give me a chance, could be the man of your dreams. If you want phantasy you gotta try me. Step into my world, you can be my girl. Don’t want you to go, stay and see, Now gimme a twirl, And you can be the very pearl I been looking for.

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This is How it’s Told

There is a story here, A man so bold, Something of a cavalier. Liked a challenge, Had no fear. This is how it's told. Riding in the woods one day He spied a maid, lovely to behold, And approaching her did say, "Good lady, take my hand, I mean you no disgrace". This is how it's told. His courtship was untutored, But his chivalry took hold. And what he lacked In natural grace, Was made up in a kindly face. This is how it's told. But he reflected sadly, Girls want more, and are not sold On brave, courageous knights Who will fight For a woman. This is how it's told. She said “remove your breeches Courtly love is all too cold. So many manners, So little sex". He stammered for a reply. This is how it's told. She left him like a wet fish on the bank, Looking very far from bold. Confused he dressed without delay And asked "what just happened?”. She replied “you are my third today!” This is how its told. If anyone should doubt this tale, Of fallen men And fallen girls, Take heed and think again. No bold knights, No fair maids, Simply men and women.

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Words to Her

Is this an olive branch I see, Or some barbed stick to beat me? Not seeking an apology that once, You gave so freely. The viciousness of your attack, Would break the back of lesser men, But I am made of more. The crown for hurting, And the OBE, Well won, Fair play, But they are yours. Perhaps they open doors, But not mine anymore. I think you’re better than that. Maybe not. Maybe I was wrong all along, But I do know you once shone. Take care with that knife you got. The sharpest steel Draws most blood. You cut me deep. I guess I healed.

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