No words for It

Thought about It,
Should be words,
To describe
What I need to.

There are no words,
Maybe I don’t know
Enough of them,
To explain.

Tonight I saw things,
Felt too.
No letters or numbers,
Are useful right now.

Feelings were abstract,
Puddle-shaped,
Words don’t fit
Into that shaped box

I know words,
I know feelings
But today
they are divorced.

My feelings are
Hidden and unseen
Maybe you know?
Can you see It?

When did I get a cause?

Not sure,
adulthood
Came fast.
used to break
Mid-land laws,
Just for fun,
Real life came &
stopped that run.
The fight is still
for survival but
Now it’s ours,
Not mine.
So let’s ‘kick some
Ass’, then
Drink some wine.

Used to go
To late night
Stores
To buy some raws,
Now I step
Out after dark,
To give others
The tours.
When I can’t
sleep no more,
After turns
And tossing,
I do 3am walks
To famous
Zebra crossings
When no one’s about
Stopping cars
For photographs
Of themselves.

The rebel that found
A cause,
Was once without
A cause.
The energy encased
Is about the same.
Take a moment,
Stop and pause.
Where are you
Going today?
You got a cause?

Don’t like hummus

Horrible shitty hummus,
What’s the point!
Texture like crap
That it ends up being.
I’m over baby food,
I grew up.
Need more now!
Every fancy dinner party
I won’t be polite
No more.
Fuck hummus!
Pointless mush
If you think it’s a dip
You’re a dipstick
So jump in it
Til it comes out of you,
Every orifice.

Hattraction

I saw her,
But her eyes
Were on a level
above mine.

Not metaphorically,
But physically.
She was looking
At my flat cap,
Not me.
I do like my hat
So it’s ok,
Kind of.

Pool Wars of Kings Cross

Hail your new Victorious King!
Coronated with higher rights,
You saw, your own sight.
I saw your eyes,
You can’t beat me,
Your eyes gave up,
You’re not even playing!
But still play me soon,
Don’t stop trying
Winning is my divine right,
In the game I’m good at.
Don’t trust the words,
Of a silent pool player.
Find someone to test me
And see for yourself.

To win is not enough,
Embarrassing you
And your mates,
Makes me feel great!
Send you all home,
With your little tails
Between your legs.
Go home, but remember me,
Be hurt if you feel the loss!

I witness the plight,
Desperation, frustration,
pained expressions
And fear
On opponent faces,
All gets digested
In my belly
That’s my fuel.
That’s why we’ll play again
And that’s why
I’ll win.
Everytime.

Man from another time

He’s from a different time,
Not better or worse,
Just different.
I don’t criticise, I cant,
His way is simpler.

The ways he operates;
Far from average,
Far from the mean.
His deviations are in
No way standard.

I’ve learnt the ways
Of his time.
They did things differently then,
I want to visit his time
Not just his home.

Smart minds
Do not need smart devices.
His knowledge is from
Inside covers.
No desire to be like others,
A true brother from another

Feed dreams, starve nightmares

Like two kids fighting for attention,
They both want my energy and focus
Both starved, fighting for growth.

My thoughts feed into their digestion
So the nightmares won’t die.
Should not have reflected on it.

The nightmare won’t get nothing
But suffocation,
It cannot live within me.

I will feed the dream
That ending was happy,
I choose that ending..