Friday, 28 February 2020

Mental Dancin

Cold winter never wake up, 
Warm summer until we break up, 
We wont worry about the clean up, 
Don't think that i can keep up, 
Dance with me i can keep up. 



Cracking my head just to get a clue, 
Snapping my neck to get a clear view, 
No voice left but i can hear you, 
Definitely look better from the rear view, 
Spinning my mind through the same night, 
Twist the design until it aint right, 
We might have had a connection, 
But i never have your attention. 



Skipped steps fast, 
Sped through A to Z, 
Most thoughts came last, 
Gaps in the intimacy, 
The past is ash, 
Forge a future with me, 
What have i got to prove, 
Versus what you believe, 
At ease, 
In this entrancing grove, 
Best believe i want to dance with you.

Monday, 10 February 2020

A little diggin

I dug deep in the cold to recover my mind,
Amidst the ceaseless snow of my personal fjord,
Each stroke an arrogant celebration of the self,
All because i hid my heart int he dirt,
Inclined to converse with the worms,
Mounds become peaks in this dreamscape,
Something to look up at as i work with gravity,
From my shoulders i watch as i scratch and scrape,
With time to ponder every flake,
Tools Swiss red and preserved in ice,
Winds that shape and carve,
The violent hum nostalgic,
In this hole i am alone,
But this hole i've made my home.