Blindfold me

At times it's a sheer cloth I use,
At times, tough as leather.
Round the back of my head I reach-
A knot as tight as my scope,
I strangle all hope.

I blind-fold me.

Stand still as it starts.
Pillar straight but earthquake shaky. 
A stampede at the speed of light.
I wait for the knock out. 
All alone.
Noumenon. 

Suddenly, the rush is over -
hands trembling over the knot. 
Around my head, I reveal my eyes. 
In time to realize- 
I missed it again. 

Stampede of colour.
Of light and death. 
Of fear and joy. 
Family.
Friends.
Capricious dancers.
But that wasn't the end. 

The last of the fury,
trailing behind.
Eyes wide open this time.
The gossip, the jealousy.
The pressure in jest.
Religion & culture,
Clashed with my best. 

Blind-folded. 

I waited for you. 
And I missed all the rest. 

The Sewage

Find me here.

Where real waste gathers.

Rubbing up against filth.

A wealth of nothing. 

An empty canvas waiting for colour.

Searching the crowd for something that resonates,

but all I find are seekers of temporary highs.

All this façade. 

Shiny lips on inebriated vessels.

The show must go on...

but whose the audience? 

The rhythm tries hard to penetrate my aura,

but I choose an empty corner to write my peace.

A butterfly stuck in the tunnel
Ultraviolet lights.

Flash.

Funny when it don't feel right and you do it anyway.

How many hits to the heart does it take to get you awake? 

Don't be resilient to truth. 

The light you're searching for doesn't shine here.

Know it. 

Why don't you love me?

Tell me, baby, why don't you love me

When I make me so damn easy to love?

And why don't you need me?

Tell me, baby, why don't you need me

When I make me so damn easy to need?

I got beauty, I got class

I got style and I got ass

And you don't even care to care, looka here

I even put money in the bank account

Don't have to ask no one to help me out

You don't even notice that

Why don't you love me?

Tell me, baby, why don't you love me

When I make me so damn easy to love?

Why don't you need me?

Tell me, baby, why don't you need me

When I make me so damn easy to need?

I got beauty, I got heart

Keep my head in them books, I'm sharp

But you don't care to know I'm smart

N-n-n-n-n-no

I got moves in your bedroom

Keep you happy with the nasty things I do

But you don't seem to be in tune, ooh

Why don't you love me?

Tell me, baby, why don't you love me

When I make me so damn easy to love?

Why don't you need me?

Tell me, baby, why don't you need me

When I make me so damn easy to need?

There's nothing not to love about me

No, no, there's nothing not to love about me

I'm lovely, there's nothing not to need about me

No, no, there's nothing not to need about me

Maybe you're just not the one

Or maybe you're just plain dumb

Now and then I pace my place

I can't retrace how I got here

I cheat the light to check my face

It's slightly harder than last year

Then all at once it gets hard to take

It gets hard to fake what I won't be

Cause one of these days I'll be born and raised

And it's such a waste to grow up lonely

I still have dreams, they're not the same

They don't fly as high as they used to

L.A.W

Love and wolves. 
A pack of loners.
Will they commit? 

Tell me where can I salivate, these vapid words.
Carcinogenic hit.  

Try I do -
to subdue my howls.
And at night, I sat in smoky crowds. 
Trying to forget myself in sweet rum.
Numb.
Tyring to evaporate what I've become. 
This ain't no movie scene.
Stop with the drama queen.

Tonight I skinned myself, hanging fur around pretentious necks. 
Strangling in my uncertainty. 
All it takes is focus. 
The word stalks me like a plague of locusts. 

Love and wolves. 
I'm not sure I get it.
I'm not sure if tonight I'll forget it. 
The music summons in the background, but the beat is lifeless I know.


Time to take off your red cape.
Stop looking for your lover.  
There's a new law in this forest of wolves 
I'm no longer undercover.

Voodoo Child

Sometimes I light a cigarette just to watch it burn.
Long and lean, auburn tipped like a sharp lesson. 
Tobacco grey like the drug that was my day. 

Full lips pregnant with promise.
Blowing out empty inconsistencies, 
Hoping to inhale a bundle of truth. 

A dusty balcony for a stage. 
A soul that's always been of age.
Deep down, I'm just a voodoo child.
Waiting for you to subdue my rage. 

Magnetic and electric -
Planning my next move.
Wondering what's the point of it all?
Swaying to my own groove. 

Inception set.
backgammon ground. 
concrete jewels. 
Making sense of it all like a bunch of fools.

Hypnotic elixir - 
in the form of isolated truth. 

Slowly surely, 
I walk away from 
that old desperate and dazed love 
caught up in the maze of love 
the crazy craze of love 
thought it was good 
thought it was real 
thought it was 
but it wasn't love 

I just don't know 
Where i should go 
So 
Slowly surely 
I walk away from 
self-serving 
undeserving 
constantly hurting me love 
deserting me love 
you said, I said, we said 

but