What strange creatures we are
attracted to such noises
The constant hum and buzz of them
would drive other species mad
And yet we are drawn in by it
the chaos of this competition
Who can shout the loudest
in a room full of shouting people
Who can scream the loudest
and does anybody hear?
The chatter of children in the evening
graces the street as sunlight fails
as the madness and torrid frenzy
of the past few days have peaked
and near their point of release
last chances now the shutters drawn
the metallic ringing in our ears ceased
some watch the chaos in self-righteousness
they finished weeks ago you see!
others rue missed opportunities
red, white, pink, blue and purple
the lights on the trees come to life
in twilight appearing steadily, slowly
in evening becoming more bold
no choice but to relax and breathe out
If crazy people don’t know that they’re crazy
I wonder whether sometimes
when a group of crazy people get together
does everybody think
that they’re the only sane one in the room?
and I also sometimes wonder
if crazy attracts crazy, cause deep down we all are?
Yes
you were tethered to this place
strong chains bound you here and
people stopped to point and mock
but we all of us have our shackles
so when you made that final pull
and ripped them sharply away
did you have to leave such a deep scar?
such a chasm in our world
when you flew away and left us
with our chains’ weight doubled
Did you?
It started as a chill
beneath the covers
which I had drawn tight
and filled with warmth
The hour was not apparent
some time in the eerie
small dark haunted hours
when even cats choose rest
In shock I was awoken
by the creeping ice breath
and clearing my drowsy lids
was drawn to the foot of the bed
Where I saw him
It ended with confusion
and a racing heart-beat
eyes wide open
the ghostly figure stealing sleep
It started in that tipping point
before the hour of midnight
as I wandered from the first bar
and went searching for the next
After vacating the theatre
I had met a group of actors
but they couldn’t last the distance
so I set out on my own
And the pots of beer were flowing
all the different shades of amber
the patrons ply their chatter
I make eyes across the bar
With my signals not receiving
I decide to venture onwards
so take up my leather jacket and
make a beeline for the door
As suburb dwellers scrambled
for the last train home til morning
I encountered fellow travellers
outside some dim-lit crowded dive
When they asked where I was going
made a comment on my fashion
appreciate the rock-star t-shirt
you must linger one bar more
In the cigarette smoke fog screen
we establish they are German
produce a beaten old guitar and
make our way up from the hum
As we stumble down La Trobe street
filled with liquor and good feelings
we busk Beatles, Pop and Bowie
passers by break in to dance
We exchange a farewell embrace
at the steps to their dark hostel
as I see the creeping sunrise
light the park near my hotel
I’d have liked to keep on singing
but the sheets and blankets comfort
and instead I slip to sleep while
the clock hands signal day
And just like my fleeting dreamscape
my great musical career
dissipates in to the memories
of the drunken concert band
Yes, I’m sure you’ve spent a lot of time
deciding on this plan of action
but let me put you right on one or
two quite seperate specific points
so when this seedling comes to fruit you
won’t have any catastrophic
flaws that we could have avoided
if you’d checked your ego at the door
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