MY OWN WONDERLAND

If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is, because everything would be what it isn't. And contrary wise, what is, it wouldn't be. And what it wouldn't be, it would. You see?

Friday, February 5, 2010

Hide and Seek


where are we?


what the hell is going on?

the dust has only just begun to form

crop circles in the carpet

sinking feeling
spin me round again

and rub my eyes,

this can't be happening

when busy streets a mess with people

would stop to hold their heads heavy



hide and seek

trains and sewing machines

all those years

they were here first
oily marks appear on walls

where pleasure moments hung before the takeover,

the sweeping insensitivity of this still life

hide and seek

oh, you won't catch me around here

blood and tears

they were here first


Mmmm what you say?

Mmm that you only meant well?

well of course you did...

Mmmm what you say?

Mmmm that it's all for the best?

of course it is...

Mmmm what you say?

Mmmm that it's just what we need

you decided this

what you say?

Mmmm what did she say?

ransom notes keep falling out your mouth

mid-sweet talk, newspaper word cut outs

speak no feeling no I don't believe you

you don't care a bit


speak no feeling no i don't believe you...

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