Lyrics-Eyeless In Gaza

<Photographs As Memories>

Seven Years
vaguely aware of a distant waving- traversing the lines
of the crazy paving-
criss-cross the cross in the archaic figure-
it takes seven years bad luck to look in the mirror-
flash back to bring back far flung dull recollection-
kissing the book in a display of affection-
curse under your breath with a mesmeric shiver-
it takes seven years bad luck just to look in the mirror
scratch at veneer worn and polished-carve more lines
and then refuse to acknowledge- praise up your figure,
the Indian giver-it takes seven years bad luck just to
look in the mirror-

Fixation
mirror-play soak into yr sight line-
dissipate, careless the very air-
touch sensitivity blunted polished-
irregularity almost abolished somehow-
tears stab the embrace in subtle motion-
fingers weep, ebb desolation and smiles-
deft limbs stroke passion flowers-
craving air in these bitter sweet hours of light-
tear yr hair, spit blood-yr walking on softer ground-
cry aloud, praise the angels that you'll always be around-
hands shake in sobs and staggers-pleasure registers-
mouth turns jagged and sour-
break loose in the subdued dazzle-smash the glass in a
cherished moment and burn-
oh what it it means to be loved-

Looking Daggers
his fingers trembled on the yellowed pages-
photographs as dim as memory-
still he could not resist shutting his eyes-
swanning over the sea of faces-bite lips to blood in realisation
senses register cacophony-such searing thought;
begin to walk, start to dagger-out in the open air-
looking daggers-

From A To B
in two perfectly distinct actions-
inverted-unconscious-then retraction-
skin knuckles on the surface-
you contemplate, you correlate on dark thought-
then derision for yr destination-no respect for self abomination
auspicious, self-conscious-aware of stinking facade-
you labour-yr punctured- exasperating charade-
watching yrself in amazement you shudder shake-
you tremble to the core-then derision for yr destination-
red tears for self abomination

Clear Cut, A Apparently
faced with mounting circumstance and pausing in passing-
looking across distances and trying to convey-
desolate surrounding of yr own invention-
with cold point blank refusal to just dissipate-
searching for a glimpse of heaven-
thinking of the bonds you'll sever-with steadfast aim
you'll try to convey-you will pray for absolution while yr
while yr thinking of nothing-
and you take it for granted that yr already placed-
grim determination of transparent texture-pulling down
the blinds for convenience's sake-spit in the wind in a
nonchalant fashion-gamble the odds on suicidal stakes-
days drag on in indecision-clear cut with each incision-
casual slashes now and gradual falling from grace-
you'll forget about ascension when yr face hits the dirt-
you take it for granted that there's been a mistake-

Speech Rapid Fire
profusion of words-while you talk liquid fire,
spoken and inferred-will bent on venom, run rotten with pride-
yr verbose and yr swollen, broken inside-license yr malice
with hidden endeavour, silence emphatic-boxing clever-
profile of damage-eaten by spite; yr occasioned to remonstrate
wilful insight, indignant aptitude-laboured and coy-
you are vehement discretion-aimed to annoy

John of Patmos
john the revelator-is the name of envy-john of patmos island
curse and rant and frenzy-john the revelator-eleventh hour
devil-power spirit of patmos-smash the world in frenzy-
john's crazed revelation, superioty goal-thwarted, banished
in patmos-eventually stained soul-

Knives Replace Air
spit on white expanse-fingers stab sunlight-air pinions-
dark metal fears-incestuous corrosion-sores fester in
subservience-vomit piling in haven of skin-
open sores sing aloud-pink face stretched drawn-
eyes dance for despair-pale pinpoints of flame-
interior whispers-hues shaded tinted-subtle language blurred-
dazzled voices-murky daylight shadows-eyes moistening-
glistening-walls windows are uniform-pulse racing on
darkening bleak ambition-knives replace air-black staggers-
ears rushing roaring-embrace in disbelief-battered kisses-
discomfiture shallowed-stilled bloated with fears-
poisoned with words-riddled with tears and subtle smiles-

Faceless
infatuation crime of possession line-shape and mould
and bend raw basics-aim to influence-hedge and trap
with fences-you don't have to hit with yr fist to scar-
a little compensation-for yr bland inflammation-
try to be real through a substitute-smiling occupied-
claw around inside-you don't have to hit with yr fist
to scar

In Your Painting
deprivation twisting the head-turning facial characteristics-
fawning over bitterness, resolute-clinging on fading
statistics-a catalogue of faces in bright animation-
perpetually calling in yr infatuation-resolute, devouring
in intoxication-colouring light in yr painting-teeth jar with
malignant collision-hindsight with a fluid perspective-
you'll recall events of import-and directive-
running spite, with afterglow defective-
in harrowing and echoing, in flashes of damnation-
obsessively destroying yr bright inclination-
blacking out light in yr painting-

A Keepsake
humiliation-distinct and distant-forever redirecting yr
focus with insistence-you have a memory-
heart beats up violent-resume formal line-
pinned down and kicking-straining stretching taut flesh
in the subdued quiet-you have a memory-
salt in salt wounds, soaring-you lick yr own
paw while clenching yr teeth-torn features taut,
scorning-fingers knot in fists-you have a memory
a keepsake to cherish-

Whitewash
shafts of splintered light soak the face bathed in gold-
perpiration splashed on yr skin-dazzled whitened hand-
palm over the decay-whitewash-dark haggard-
emaciation splitting to ribbons-blood bursts on the mirror-
tissues ripple and blister-words hang in tatters, leaching
bloat in yr eyes-memory malingers scrapes the length
of yr spine-whitewash-

No Noise
words are mirrors showing pure blank space-words are
as tears wet on yr face-which were the actors pushed
right off the stage-words are as barren as this forsaken
place-words should be exempt-and no harm allowed-
lies weave their path in and out still somehow-
which were the people craving it all in their hands-
fingers outstretched for impossible demands-
thoughts they are so quiet yet they come so free-

Invisibility
conflict-disdain-novel in position-differing-separate-
disquieting inhibition-yr shadow in rejection-
turning about face-speaking volumes in silence-
left ravaged-ravaged and chaste-

Plague of Years
in diminishing circles-rain parts the surfeit of days-
dark lines display-in decreasing erosion-lines lie,
dark lies display-rain parts the days-
plague of years is a fallacy-cautionary words rend
the air
scourge of age is a fantasy-breath in the sustained air

Others
where summer was there we'd walk-then suddenly in no time
at all-whisper in my ear-what are you saying-
pinch me to see if I've awakened-step steadily-
slightly subdued-hang in the air-till I forgot you-
humming to myself-kick reds, golds in carpets of leaves
as I wander-now back to me-from where bitter taste is-
being orderly-filling up spaces-blot out yr image with
faces of others-in lieu of you it seems hard to fathom-

Everpresent
in hideous separation-faces are drawn into curves-
eyes lit in torn caricature-folds appear like little miracles-
eyes stretched taut in display-correspondingly distinct-
suspicion ever present-smiling radiance so thin-
in hideous separation-


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