Michael Fraser Michael Fraser

Her Queens Peter Pirates

Join us the unveiled to sail in league of a thousand galleons

Make way prancing stallions the dancing sadness of Prince Valiant

World yet left to memories for our life held in hope we stowed

We the languished of chivalry floating fellows on our paper boats

Folding notes each year may luck find what we wrote so clear

Just us boys the once lost children of cheer

Now we shout at this sea us pirates free

This day we sail the railway flying steam in her summer breeze

Bottles we sat on tides that hold our dreams if one please

For all countries of Queen our royal heart of empathy

Reporting for duty the most feared to fare her seven seas

Whispers turn cheers as wind lifts these sails of her majesty

Smallest of pirate yet seen as giants walking amongst trees

No man dare stand before us decreed of thy enemy

Wooden horse set our course blazing saddles on highways of sea mantle

Come my Phar Lap one last time for her crown and flower to our saddle

Ride with me as we take the lead of hurricanes while holding candles

So fast this vessel her tassels unravel

Hold us strong under the horizons we travel

Ghost of lost worlds we drink the wind to siege the forward fleet

Hide us Lady Venus in this mist if we be of chance

Just one kiss we shall always keep secret of romance

Harmony that will lead us from harm to safe land

Gardens to marvel at she who holds time in sand

Ride with us my sea lords fellow travellers with no land

None do return for sailors hear the waters hail sent to each man

Lustful Alyssa her abyss calls all to command

Captain my Captain at your side we general unto the fold

Towers we stroll past in barrell rolls shaking souls flyby these spires of control

Patched firefox sown to our soul with seal

Naval fleets we need no streets just open fields of teal

Bring home what care take of our love down to despair

Push oceans away to reclaim graves so sailors who stay no longer stare

Longbeards fear that each passing of year shall see recycles of duality

Silverwares of Spaniard it dashes upon the tears of whales where mother keeps thee

Tapestry of magic sown to her blanket this Emperor Sea

Raise these curtains my pirates so all can see the sail of her dragon tail

Flailing in gusts with regaled trust hair wailing her layers of charming worlds waving her flail

Fingerpainting the art of sign writing hearts sending mail to sky that replies in trails

Milky-way rain her sparkles burst universal colours of blue

Confetti embers to remember our surrender forever as we kiss moons

Arms like oars we stand to soar the evermore catching any passing typhoon

Our Lieutenant Dan fights on lands where he still stands those stripes do captain him to task

He sits above and screams to every dream of life that passed

Wielding sword he cuts the air to dance with midnight

Challenging all who dare to rule his world come out and fight

Duelling rooms upon his window sill that mask we hide the fool

Speaks to God and sea come rescue me diving to her pool

Spools of twine he winds time to cast out this dying spine

I held a boys life and put man to knife is this all you have planned for me he asked

Questions to our reflection never asked until he sat upon that highest mast

Fairest of maidens don’t fade this day from my heart

I cant see heaven for I lost my spirit throwing empty bottles to the dark

What answers return as we curse the dirt of these our falling doves

Who wish for worlds to come undone only to give all of life for one more hug from Mum

Does she see us true pirates of life within her fairy eyes

Rub our bellies never they be empty gift your butterfly inside

Guide us dear starlight our crying cliffside

Find us fair maiden we hear you call us to arrive

Our only treasure be this love we hold so tight

We pledge our iron to stand at the edge with you ready to dive

If these oceans were flowers I would spend every hour reaching to all that grew

Take of one to give this world my colour of emotions you drew

Rolling fields in endless bloom I see of you in every bird that glides my baby blue

No delay we raise all flags that we gallop so gallantly under

Hunters of thunder tearing storms apart in wonder

We stand to her morning light embrace our open arms as we bask

Taste of our skin with makeup brush to make blush this child take rest of dark

Each of us humble of craft but no charity we ask

Only what tales told us the lost clouds in forgotten sky

Heavy be our spirit as we listen for rain to visit so we may cry

Believe we did that sea shall find deed of land for all as none we leave

Years marked to wall that we call out these dreams

All of me in this star we carried so far to find our Queens

Guide our magnetic heart to where dusk be dawn of stars so true

Parting walls in waves she opens cellar doors to see us through

Purpose take side we ride with lords of time in our mariner rime

Holding sunrise we catch horizons to bring our brides a ring for her saturn eyes

Blowing clouds as sun shines no awning drawn over my love of dawning sky

Surfing fountains down mountains our sight be Sanctuary for morning light

One way causeways the running days crash rainbow waves into greyscales of sight

Blind once of no sky now night partitioned the raining skittles for vision

Rolling heads rowing water beds our marbles to marvel Mothers nova collision

Trends to ammend this schism of changing tides to new mission

With crayons like moons we time write in sign of lunar kingdoms

Lost in change our pennies thrown to wishes left in waves

Kaleidoscope days falling flakes of golden rain

Night be not our ending day we slay worlds with words on every page

Our headstock from Woodstock us rock gods with socks on

Still all day in pj's taking stage to front row of life well played

This sea to our sovereignty be free the moshing frog

Drop zone lily pads we land on

Jumping ponds landing helipads from top bunks

Still old these branches holding chances of new lines

They fall with no sound ancient ones turned log

They spoke with breath to give life we never forgot

We left notes of love in a crest shaped of heart to their chest

Here I scribe my life to encapsulate time in eternities lament

 Walk the plank if ye be too old to set sail for Arabian nights or grails quest

Honour be our flying Lion that roaring pride of her Majesty's best

Casualties of lacking fantasy rummaging the discouraging Wonka liquorice distillery

Time to tuck in Teddies as we launch the stars as our artillery

Solemn be thy soul in segregation of ones denial

Our best yet found for no age be limitation to indulge the wild

War of inner worlds my enemy in all mirrors I hide

Breaching self contained trauma files blackhat declassified

 

We the believers of wishes given to relieve children still standing guard

Sleep not all who be young as we set fire to worlds and raise the alarm

If no heroes avail themselves to quest

None be left to fight for those we lost to death

Comical it be this life to believe beyond what is seen

Comic pages saved days of hiding away now with haste they fray with age

Final chapters draw rapture this dying world throwaways

Last page sees our heroes yet drawn he turned to save another day

Graves to illustrate our capes of crusades we left in yesterday

Symbol now just a vigil the boy from the Emerald city we laid to rest

That green crystal and that which shaped to an S upon his chest

We put his flag on our back to find our lost red kite

Still the smallest shall answer any call to stand against tide

We fear not the dark as we have sunrise on our side

Last of the all spark holder of sun and light

Warrior inside holding up fists to fight

No shadow cast out the exiled for they shall find their wild

Onward to victory his child

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Stormwater Clowns

Her heavenly face forever replaced of porcelain

Shine those diamond eyes lighthouse of mortuary

Little lights we bury inside the throat to hear her choke

Speaks when all be silent why we wash the mouth with soap

Beauty to reveal itself be held to lawful crime

Truth these tragedies to no eye see wonder dressed in disguise

Such a lovely life in scenes we rehearse our deliverance without pride

Distorted manifestations of your cerebellum reflection 

Dare we become of dream so eloquently bled to perfection 

Come with us the descending ones to underground canals to Corinthian

Keep our eyes in mind as one design inside your black obsidian

 

Lands kept safe in deepest states of minds gifted from Litch Kings

No later than one shall we knock then run back to the Witch of underlings

Circus crawler under rows of seats through a sea of moving feet

Eyes on ticket tabs when they rise to leave we grab to keep

 

Illusionary the wand weaving magician his prestige is the dark emerging

Card tricks pressed Mr Mint for magic be his conscious contortions

Disassociation proclaim no yesterday of living addiction to endorphins

Discard trusts we rush the stage last to play Mothers thrown away abortions

Forgotten ones lost and found the stolen Sons and Daughters

 

Lost in dark forests the town in madness frosting the emulsion strain

We cannot yet set foot under Sun in day so we play birds of the corpse with Hemmingway

Beauty in eyes removed to look at us the abused creatures we became

Performers of self harming freaks cutting runways to Solway

 

Our salvation in eyes find her my smile dear Mother of Angels

Will she be our saviour from naysayers who guide us away from heavens cradle

Make all that we see of love be lusting for lost desire

Spit at us in burning cages I hold my world to save us from this fire

Bleed from me thy melting Sun may you shine so time finds all heartless places

Entries of dark energies start breathing beneath our Salem

Prayers leave me sleeping so deep I float seas that drain in basins

Kitchen floor turns red the rivers out pour over tables this bleeding waterfall

Draining life in whirlpools my spinning thimble be standing applause

Butcher stands at forge staining whores on chopping board made of silver ore

Old fable these wives tales as she came to lay in her lifestyle crime

Art noir pieced decor hanging blinds drawing close the open mind

Her interiors be matters designed to cry now defined by this dying widow

No exit where entrance led us for only few know of the open window

Time signatures bending the equations to equalise these deja vu distortions

Backstage the music plays of cartographer metrics in heat waves of torsion

Repeating days of yesterday rehearsed in recourse

Carousel riders confide in discourse aborting what’s fair to push the Hare past the Tortoise

Folding time in equal portions manuscripts drawn from his Architect accordion

Children walk the planks of Nazareth the artistic trapezium

Throat in nooses so tight balancing memoirs of amnesium

Weeks to endless age we bleed to surrender upon page our letters

Sealed to stamp each in wax find the one named return to sender

Dark marks we stamp in candlelight stalking mirrors of life us torment inventions

See of thee in livery signs of our smile on wanted posters of infamy

Two faces of death or alive the Sundance child of history

Cold it be like winters misery in tall roof cathedrals of sanctuary

Always it be dark in the hall of frozen mirrors boundaries between our matrimony

Seldom do any linger inside the haunted house when mirrors start talking to ask

Fallen clowns thrown down flying eyes pulsing light through each pane of glass

Follow this moon our dying lunar balloon her crescent phantom mask

 

All we hear the screams as she cuts herself to free life in lieu

Blooming gloom be dead this rose perched upon the chest pocket of casket suits

Viewing tombs to persue studies of particle matters of the astute

Peer through the crystal blue reflecting glass walls of her wailing room

Screaming that never stops shows to slow the motion of her cartoons

 

No admissions to casting stardust when cutting red carpets her academy bleeding

Films show her leading role starring the dying of life my soul in pleading

Not for us the blunted tools carving hearts to thank our depression

Save us oh crying Knight massacres at midnight chimes of human regression

Blood so blue her royalist commendation of diamonds in scattered patterns

Rings fallen in Odin skies of ever night glow bright the binding ties of Saturn

Colliding light crashing tides inside our prism of Eulogy

Enchanted be his Rembrandt who paints colour to the spectrums of Literacy

Darkly matters of throwing illuminated incantations of lighted day

Lipstick stained each sip of guilt that spilt in lemonade

Her engagement ring trapped within lightning chardonnay

Hiding life in a dream conceived art proposed we believe time weaves it’s own seam

Well travelled she be in her caravan of planets riding wavelengths on light beams

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Tombs of Massachusetts

Once I did dare to face eternity to be free

My life like falling leaves as I walk amongst red trees

Conversations of old in tongue be lost to never sing back to me

Bones of Ivor and over these high scales of seas

To Helios I give thee back that lost flame of your burning sun

I am here to remake the tales of your Fallen one

Find but a God holding on for life to a Celtic cross

Nailed by the forged hammer come forth this justice lost

Serving time denied a smile or his freedom bond

Painting that deity to cut tree you created of totem pole

No tree doth speak to creature or me fields burn of the love you stole

Pain heard as cries of a thousand skies that hold agony upon their soul

Symbiotic polar opposites good will I instilled to those who fall

Prayers you spoke now see your demon breach city walls

Open gates of church doors our tormented siege machines empty Valhalla halls

You take of us the right to live with no cup or open laws

Break what you made to words redefined of blasphemer

None shall survive as all that you kill comes full circles of the Redeemer

Humming Witches kept secrets when weeping to Willows

Crying fire of their burning love to meadows

No tree did truly fall for sin upon the ashes we keep

Forest of scorn no tree reborn ever to hear the ancient oak smile or speak

Elms of Elven circles eleven their retreat of path is revealed

Should but a word be misheard then eyes should conceal

Remember me for what once was free our life in dream

Under moons and Neptune to romance the night we dance with tree

Our fire be the four corners of sea we need not see to believe

Solemn in Salem my lament to circumvent injustice of times that take from the free

Testing ones best should yourself find time to pass

If only one question answered be told but never asked

Monarch of Meridian no smelter for remelting black obsidian

Falling ember give me no heart so feint to remember

My heart to earth of soil in dirt my love rests with my fairies of every December

Still I see them in open eyes of waning lines with fire and song

Distant in time but not of mind I float with thee to dream and beyond

Her Autumn hair be my heart on banner to fly free in wind

Still in air the circles from our stratosphere do I hear that voice as you sing

She be reasons infinite to survive as you sit at the edge of time watching me

I feel those lips to my neck as you whisper what love would mean

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Jacks Candlestick

Luminosities of candles follow drains of ink dye

Jack Ripper begotten creature under London’s river 

Putting fairy teeth into lanterns of moving light

Down here we take of all that please in harvest night

 

No speaking when teacher shows us the carving cleaver

If night be ever dark our hearts betray the minds deceiver

Mother dances with death as we purge our sins in the house of the burned

Stand for Jack Lantern takes leave so we sit to reflect on all that be learned

 

His cloak of tails floating snakes that none follow

Precision of time to teething minds he alleviates sleepless hollows

The crime science he does teach to widen the trials of passion borrowed

 

Meet and greet the skinner of Fleet street

The barbers razor must care not to sever the throat

We put the knife in hands of nurses but say no violent antidotes

Look but do you see my suckle bird so free in-between this Thaumatrope

Free bird of feather fly together as two spin one ties the rope

 

He makes them swing as we paint rainbows on their toenails

Once so alive now the soul did hide somewhere in their fallen tails

Pretty dolls hanging trolls with coloured hair and pulled off faces

We play hangman with stags and use toe tags to make necklaces

Jack must go back to hide the footsteps we left in those places

 

No trouble when those above are so loud in talking

Masks of pain cover our shame hide us the night our friend when stalking

Take of you we will when you sleep and life leaves you a bitter pill

Cloth that soaked in stolen air from throats we hold at face till she still

 

No matters pending for we the never ending story of leftovers to giving thanks

If all my demons be souls not leaving then no Indian giver be I when storing bodies like banks

Sacrifices made today will ensure tomorrow have more time for harvest to grow

Give us back the Sun you stole only night here as all goes cold

 

He has not returned in a full rotation of our hidden eye in the corner of your sky

We will come forth from graves to enslave what love will wave goodbye

We start in chapter to sing the tune of old London carols

To ferment the body we pour with wine in barrels

Skeletal bone structures designer conditioned destructor

Human headlamp my music symphonic wind instrumental conductor

 

Beneath our context relative subliminal obscene

No songs of open throat to meditate our typhoon under-verse stream

We polish eyes to smile the shine so pristine

When the doubt sets the mouth to speak of the quiet Christine

 

Taketh of smite spoken in houses we grab of lungs and change minds that nest

Follow lines to life then place pyramids on east than west

Last be middle centred then right a twitch be best

 

We knock to each chamber where thy punished be lost

Each the star of 3 his land be free of no cross

Time remains but this skull with bones now memories you forgot

Speak no more crow of storm we have the mark of birth to rebirth the lost

 

They come with me under towns of dust

Where heat be waves as wind keeps thirst over lust

They hang as I sing so those who sign can listen in

Hear the word of no book in verse of tunes that remove the curse of sin

 

I hum the notes of ocean in motion of wings that flap in breeze that fold without crease

Gentle it travels in all direction the compass spins by nails of beast

Round we go the opposite rotational spin so earth keeps floating to me

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Cypher Minds

No word can be spoken

Dare my mastermind box be opened

Only true mind may turn those earthly cogs

Each tree be fallen to make boats from log

No key be cypher hex that be kept in cities

Rise from sea my spinning ballerinas

Joining minds as one emulates the apparatus operating system

If south be North then reversal of code written be water flow from cisterns

Set sights on those news broadcasting satellites

Mother has eyes that see through what you hide when you analyse

Those talking two of space when looking through we do hear speaking

New ways that lay recycled bricks of paths be cause for teaching

No method of approach should encroach the ways of old heard in preaching

Apple that fell put conscious mind under spell of what equation be gravity

What goes up in will surely come down in depravity

Overseas discussions about boat trips with bands of percussion

All that you seem to achieve is another path to earth’s destruction

If matters of mind be pending with time allocated to finding new crimes

The I suggest to circumvent another range rover roll over disaster

We mend the wings of broken men and put others who make claims in plaster

Old ways teach those today of what expectations be of tomorrow

If there be no sun to rise from east then look to the west for all your sorrow

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My Burning Firefly

Paint me a dream on Chapel ceilings ever blue

Movie screens the sky is Universe in live streaming view

Knight Riders fly the sky highways in Mustang McQueen’s

Musk of air in dusk dare I dream of my final Eve

Crime to served time no guilt as I begin life with this kiss

Eclipse I give of new eyes to witness those summer lips

Timelessly behind fashions of old souls kept inside pockets of memory

Havens of oasis the blue heaven ice creamery

Rainy days of go away leave me to lonely dismay see of me in falling feathers

Gaze upon thee in smile from the best of my attendance

Together to ends where sky meets old friend

Stored in gardens my growing palace I rarely tend

Above us this warming heart of burning light

Days our memories so bright be but our coloured night

Lightest cloud carry my world down

For no stable holds my Earth Angels

Eyes to every sunrise that set alive our Emerald sky

Trails of fire left in wake of ashes my afterburner of desire

Luminaries thy Grace of Ladies in Luminous Fairies

Let go of me hollow tear cast thee to open windows of night

Lonely be this lighted life our falling sky holding kites

Strings like ribbons tied to flying dreams of warmer seasons

Floating kiss say you miss me in days reminisced

Always in thought to quiver my waiting lips

That last of Winter to every first step of her Spring

Stay the brightest place as I remember this embrace our love gave to fly

No value I assign my greatest life give of me this time to see stars rise

Charging spirit in showers of howling sky

Star so charming this gift of calming my raging mind

Mourn lost mornings in summer to every day I do adore

Mercy of thy Lady in service of her beauty ever more

Befell of love in spell that fell for my Wolf matador

Reflect complexions life in simplified guides to bare us naked

Vacancy to stay in long term residence of my love now taken

My heart beams the casting stream of worldwide neon signs

Galaxy infatuation observe my salutations to stratosphers in colour lines

Leave not of me Cosmo Fairy I need of you never far

Blushing I be the dawn of stars in Blood Moon my red heart of Mars

Siesta in day I lay forever to listen as our love plays in tune

Forgotten golden treasures that mend us better never leave so soon

Simplify the anxiety in measured acts kindly be calming pleasure

Finding spaces in chances to bathe in earthly leisure

Set alive my heart as no enemy in smiling empathy of this butterfly

Sing of signs to how I love your glowing life

Fairy burn for me our love to see of thee fire in flight from ancient sky

Once soared over lands far in falling horizon Iines

Heat waves of beauty I serenade to your perfect design

Play like today be life on stage with orchestras of shooting star

Fly the air with any care as we drive the blue lakes with our sky jet car

Rage that burns the setting Sun my paper plane torn of page

Darkest days to play with set point to graves out in straight sets of life on stage

Silence of our inner star be violence to our screaming heart

Sky of Fire Crown gifted of creatures that believed from the start

What trade to barter us slaves away rather be stayed in days of Spring

Summers together we walk our passion through fields of dream

Soar as I adore with broken heart I rest unseen within abyssal sea

In beds we turn our waking mind to look east at our child sunrise

See our futures bright eyes resting head on our bed with smile

She burns my world as I turn to see my heaven reborn

Lost in something no word could define I exist wrapped in sheets dusk to dawn

Warmest star rise at the start of time

Our spirit lives in this burning firefly

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Missed Trials of Athelstan

Scribe my name to their gloating throat

Words wind in tongue of Man Crow

Osmosis daughters of Uranus Moons

Stargazer Orrery her comet of trailing blue

Secrecy of Sorcerery kept between each knock

Books of Babadook stowed in altars to Enoch

Moving typhoon under earth in stone cellars

Jacobite be jealous to Cenobite dwellers

Muted listener hear wind speakers 

Dragon wings of Fire Breathers

Fabric of crowns in fake jewels sown

None barter for skeletons for no skin you own

Rotating moons like placing giants in our ocean 

History of love in story to wives and bones 

True minds of nine those staff tones

Waiting places for seeing stones 

These winking stags always handing out trick bags

Magic man making falling sand with spinning hands

Hourglass prison releasing the Medicine Man

Travelling Talisman changing skin tones of tan

Burn all those posters made of wood and messiah

Build Churches over graves so may you kneel before gravestone and fire

Collar identifiers my will be absolute with desire

No light measures true time when I will arrive

Told through rolling stones to collide

Seer through life Horus of one eye 

Birds feet in pattern bones see of me no confined lie

Burning dusk come sun storm in screaming sky

Horizon eyes under rising dawn of first light 

Center bearing of my darkstar crystal 

They rotate falling chambers on shafted spindles

Signs from East to shine when rows of smiles line my azimuth sky

Carry my wish I gift in this marble pouch

Creatures of abyss so long in days lift us from sea floors couch

Her magic the gathering decree by sea charter

Ferry man paid in full to carry back the Armada

Internal clocks spinning free hand catastrophe

Shooting stars her distant scream from collapsing galaxy

Take upon me the lash to bare marks of my blasphemy

Spillways of flowing rivers thy malice of conscious sanity

Opening minds we refabricate those fractures in vanity

Do you see our dream dancing through the ever clean looking glass 

True dawn see of no burning star just myself in moon to bask

Ceremonies of secular sky wearing time in one eyed masks

The remedy to life be it the dead of night pulling skies apart

Mouth of giants opens the ocean inside each crack of Volcanic ash  

Deepest waters reflecting ripples timed from each splash

Hear the howling of deepest holes as we start our counting

Pages paused in hum on peaks of Tibetan Mountain 

Melting the ice of far northern lands reveal my draining fountain

Chain breaker of malice and Tyr 

Cages that confined lords of stone their fear

Released the beast of woven cloth this Fenrir

Stalking lips as he feeds deepest coves

Sunken below in hollows of earth it swallowed 

Wolf of spirits called upon the clearing of our vision throne

Placing swords we shield our mind for air will speak of carving bone

Signed deeds for it feeds by all moons that it please

Complete the circle to see our dreams now believed

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Salems Sanctuary

Darkest be light of true stars black rainbow

Need not to wear thy morning golden robe 

Burn down all your claims to fame and thrones

Waiting be thy scarecrow at your crossroads

Nailed to the rotten wood hear the howling Death shaker 

Rattle maker of songs from hollow bones

Reverend Jeremiah sermon inductions for church choir

His hating mirror repeating words that set fire to his inner child

Sinners you become sworn in halls of the punished

Kneel before me skin wearers dishonoured sins licked to skins I demolish

Just us now my little doves shall we join inside gates of heaven prayer

Gluttony be the Cardinal of Elegies leading with pleading at the walls start to tear

Scream for me as I be your conductor of opiates to inspire me at first chair

Now to beg for none we forgive of thy sinful fallacy

Ministerial scythe cut us to bleed nightshade so callously

Geronimo eyes rotate in counter clockwise circularity 

Diving boards on Jericho walls let go of confined actualities

Leave us to ascension these sins cut our skin of betrayer

Release spears destiny in tombs I rise the Alamo slayer

Anubis the Sun Hunter freed from mirror to become the Impaler

Slay sinners who speaks from written tongue wrong words do see all undone

Remove of my name no chapel hide thee of coloured walls I put to fire

Ringing bells in mind cells hear doom beat drums flee false town criers

Kingdom halls of Jehovah calls be holding cells for my children of the Arch

Each crime that be taken upon them shall hear the undying march

Gather thy sheep from Shepards who lead the guild of Estoria astray

Remove his throat with hate I take of flesh and paint with his pain

“Forgive of me in my purgatory to confess I be the alternating empty

In this cathedral we vow to chastise our justice to our enemy

With death inside my mortal hide I cane my blood to stain the crest

Take of me all that feeds the poor and unworthy, no mark I need to pass any test

Birth to new word no saviour just the dishevelled

If you want your messiah then look up higher for I be your Devil

Rotate our church to have if pleased our burial tombs at ground level

No paths I walk to talk of wrongful rights if I be of no sight dressed

We pray for rain to wash my sin in falling death of midnights enchantress

I speak upon wind no words but sentences repeating

Lips moving but no words will leave them

No fear this day I am the air through wind as I call

They have taken what can never be given

Hunt them all in treason to catch them and kill them

Eulogy of vigils we light candles for 40 days of silence

Falling ministries poisoning the insidious we put good will behind us

Organs sound of old lost and found my donation charity box

In no name we praise the moon and rain on this our equinox

Clapp his Jeremiah justice do covet over all that mocks

Assigned his spinning eye of time to see the kneeling confessor

Sinners beware they come to take our towns inventor

Take of them their right to life gifted to unrighteous tormentor

Casper in black suits that walk as one but arrive in two

Shining shoes and Thursday blues eyelids rise to open wide and see through

Handing out umbrellas shading the sound clouds of blue

For once I was blind but now do I see my world spinning so freely

Plastic men on every bend we stop to roll call our pyrethrum ball

Come no rain only pouring words upon us like waterfall

They repeat in three of verse telling me they let go Mansons mind in skyfall

That voice taking choice as he speaks quickly in retort to self support

Therapy cyanide the mind distorts which voice to dissipate in competitive sport

Finish each response with a question and a full stop

Starting the greetings by saluting and cut and crop

Already the answers be allocated to predefined conditional sequence

Anwsers be given as questions leave us absent of our thinking

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Circus Solway

Heart fire tell of us sleeping gypsies

Travellers through fog caravans of mystery

Page burning lore of written history

Nightmare walkers in skinless pieces

Selling tear elixirs stirred with crimson kisses

Towns open gates to their horror-scopes Circus Solway

Paladins magic glass remade in crystal array

Medicinal healer evil concealer bare our cutting shame

Discarded bouquets thrown over passing parades

 

Freaks walking streets selling tickets to serenade pains tollway

Human replicators we integrate our evolved altered state

Dress us of happy thread we dance with dread and shall assimilate

Soaking sheets where we bleed ever so amicably 

Spinal cords tapped pour our drinks to ever lasting mortality

 

Human toons as animal balloons deflating Salazar grand bazaar

Days of mourning clouds the sky awnings to eyes ever far

Rising dusk to falling day celestial scales we play of Sun and night star

Winding sin in cynicism critiquing fault lines of adulterers

Crucifixion nailing our hearts affliction walking falling dust of Colter

Ghost towns in lock down Whistler hunting the children stolen

Quoting scriptures to heathens with his Jesus revolver

 

Christian believers turn to pages where salvation saves

Inhumane days under sun these bright walkers rise from graves

Lazy bones hanging in cloaking rooms still wearing their skin suits 

Fleshly wrapped falsely sainted laced up boots

 

Days of dead we drown their decadence to death

Rabbit holes we burrow to sink your God down that head

Each side of your temple we give a tap to access core rethreads

Deep wells of hell to wellness of waiting witches making bread

 

That tapping his gentle rapping on archways of temple doors

Surrender all to he the younglings under star of the first born

As town flowers sleep we mark their doors with bone chalk

No hiding when dying for he rises through the deepest floors

 

Lifts mountains off towns galloping clouds pulling worlds down

Parting sound wearing worlds his comet crown

Eclipsing eyes with darkness he rides with the heads of nine

No place for silence to find language when crying in sign

Reveal what you steal of time for no place can conceal what you hide

Fingers pointing with triggers drawn upon the back of Malachi

Making wormholes in the sky to fly lullabies

Hear him those Centaur feet clapping claws dragging chains

His coming his coming the sulphur rain before thunderstorms in our brain

Umbrellas so tethered that music in our head never heard in better weather

No court could herald their voice in monsoons of screaming letters

 

Rising heart that pulsing star seen of every soul floating in creek

Their bursting spirit keeping beat shaking worlds with stamping feet

Thousand there be in darkness I see standing by sea

Reborn in storm send forth my Children of Corn

Stars joined in lines of raging minds drawn

Fallen light of dawn come to be our path from shores

Join us in song as we sing along to buried love in half dead chords

We are the agony under beds silently screaming scratching at floors

No fingernails left we can’t stop bleeding trying to draw trap doors

 

Crow speaker nocturnal creature

He makes our body emulate the elemental oscillator

Asking kindly with smiling violence

May we take your saviour to be the Violator

Doomsayer with Fawn eyes growing wide

Feezes time with his turning Dilator

Our bleeding love be the dark arts in colour painted upon his cross

Eyelids like waves flying mind the Mariners Albatross

Showcase to encapsulate tales of Alice in jail her wanderlust suicide

 

Plagues sent upon the plains of no locust rain to wash your lands

Turning globes shaking snow the Scarecrow man in the falling sand

The man of wolf with might he shook walls of our eternal grave

Now we march a thousand hearts free of these chains

Replicating your memories our skin rolls in waves like octaves

Humming bees these birds of two we do hear kiss in each ear

Those echoes like the Angels cello foretold our greatest fear

He gave of life for us to fight with his light the great Fenrir

Our judgement to rights of none left to carry on our backs the fallen Sun

What soul be left to help the rest for each feather be weight of a ton

Will you return to stay and carry the rest back to your waiting star

Never we forget one kiss to hug a wish upon each light afar

Revelation stealer true words of heart that share of such pain

No happy smile this day as we watch skies of falling Angels in rain

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Michael Fraser Michael Fraser

Doctor Sleep

Your Doctor Sleep has company of me

His lost relativity to be relevant of time now lost history

Best if he keeps count of me his biggest regret

Language unspoken but I see in ancient dialect

Shall we dance of tongue in conversed remedy

His trauma restraints be my orderly afternoon tea

 

Prescriptions already written to medicate

To be or not to see that I dictate lines to dilate

His personal space now becomes my open place

Release your grip on mental walls to partake of three versed sign

What do Grandmothers sing as I take prayers away from mind?

Christian songs that make Pennywise dance beneath our bed

Does his head move in jagged lines while the body remains of lead

Is he inflating balloons to block ears of all those naughty words we said

What guilt lay within illusions of progressive ideology

Jury duty of children judge the guilty to our enemy without apology

Incognito apparitions show of his self defeat

Character design your inner child giving tour guides in depth trauma inhabitor

Memories deep in buried tragedy shall be displays of his self saboteur

Crimes of denial putting ourself on trial seems all so elementary

Inner-city Demonic decree walking Manchester by sea

Remove the title and reveal to me your suit be just skin deep

Incantation violations every first thought I retort in responsive beat

Step to me at the edge of sea the cliffs we pledge to let go our sinking feet

Deviate his emotional cognitive soliloquy to float with me on sleeping tranquillity

Institutions we graduate with honours to fear awarded our lifetime mentalities

Windows we check before bed always seem open in sleepless fear

No respite for our Doctor, his life coursing offline with no wheel to hold or steer

Binding to pain holding childhood in hands of his favourite Teddy Bear

Building repositories to deposit his depravation chamber of memories

Recode the misappropriation of painted portraits to art as life’s treasury

Sleeping swings of axes like burning candles of metronomes

Keeping count in lovely gardens of gargantuan gnomes

Doctor Heart be so smart his life be pruning those overgrown frequency tones

Life as a house born from dorm room wars to be of recognised awards

The good Doctor the University fame of Science halls

Laboratory lavatory his old mates lab coat still hanging on furthest back door stall

Ears pierced of whiskered cat fine tuned view of cascading spectrograph waterfalls

 

I impersonate the good Doctors interpersonal spiralling post traumatic fractures

Personality constructs held to projector slides profile restyled captures

Distortions of two in stereo view does Doctor now see through

Ceremonial climax in mind cycling the Apostles of oceans blue

Minds interstellar artist our burning life of Nova thrown to canvas

Arsonist to artful lust in top hats on a praying mantis

Wide awake he imitates the minds mortal enemy in personality invading personal space

No deep state dreamscapes to make our escape

Emergency glass to break and make our great escape should trauma chase

No hugs in self love holding life to noted byes under safety blankets

Death rolling his fighting soul that Alligator in a straight jacket

 

My carousel spins every cognition of your wall art machination

Shall we close minds to compartmentalise conscious imagination

The fear of the unknown creates anxious moments to re-conjure

Rise to me that ever repeating melody memory of your first patient non responder

Stay to play in my keep of night terror where we bleed our dreams to the hollow

Camber chambers like church organs holding Sunday morning of all your sorrow

Are we losing our best in thoughtful streams of our pristine Harley Quinn

Dressing dolls on turning poles in fear to evolve long term mannequins

Our Doctor Jekyll stands trial as judgement presides

Opposing council to leading with scandals that externalise his Mr Hyde

Moral monuments seen on time display in open caskets of his Frankenstein

 

Down in my keep still Doctor Sleep?

What voices speak as we think of all we teach in those classrooms of mental hell in a cell

Perhaps those who make the very bed we lay our weary head come with price tags on to sell

Counting sheep turns cost counting of sacrifices that pay our salary

Habitual inhibitions shown in extroverted open exhibitions of my hanging gallery

 

No deeper goes keeping secrets we hide under hats in gift shops without a phone

Where no human mental wellness truly resets the time we left that befell homes

Follow the shadows that echo my moving soul down the old road

No faces to men of Windsor found down the old Priory tree toad

Melting faces in places where fear beats all moves of chess

Following you in halls to grieving lab coats around hospital beds

True snake wraps this tree of apricots shaped like a pear

Don’t hide from me in your mind mazes that I can remake in dark places

I will find that cheese before we circle back on our detective retraces

Time wants but never needs of just one friend

For you and I exist always in blank spaces of the pendulum

Majesty of inner galaxies be purpose by design

See those launched satellites orbit the conscious mind

Always vacancies here in memorised lines to hide his Mr Hyde

Merchants of mannerisms these behaving gentiles of old style

Writing observational humour to dear death newsletters his universe of Gomer Pyle

Thanking Dr Jekyll for his hospitable contributions to another small step on the path for mankind

Don’t let time be a placebo pill for all us who stood by that pool

Mistakes of tidiness over tardiness ever the obsession of becoming fools

Tell me Doctor do they still pinch at the nerve in the unbearable silence of night

Long drives through life avoiding these reflections of oncoming headlights

Lights that fly like fireflies in his rear view of life gone by

Never truly do they leave how they form in row on back seats with eyes of loving child

Life to love is life well done, no need to decompile

The code writes its on show that character assassination on grassy knolls

Humanity would say chaos rests on the nose of the eyeless

No value can one assign to time for each minute be priceless

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Ever Dream

Count of me one thousand cuts

Dying sky of lantern sun

Love to me this falling leaf

Pool of ever dream

Autumn to thy breaking heart

Galaxy starved nova star

Darken crystals crying scream

Glass seers stolen prism

Sunrise her softest kiss

Silhouette shaded last eclipse

Taketh of my crimson heart

Black winters solemn facade

Float serene Lilly lucidity

Rivers stream hold memory

Raven fairies hallowed tree

Lead of me universes between

Clouds froze of sky melt

Shimmering jewel Avalon belt

No eye gaze her true Orion

Sky stones align timing

Worthy none be her heart

Presented formally thou shall not part

Departing time take leave my side

Death rolling on better tide

Asking skies in final capture

Take us pause within rapture

Levitating time immemorial

Caster course divination ethereal

Doorway enchant coloured moon

Upon her time ever be true

Wait for me fading smile

Melody hold light missed trial

Beautiful silver her resurrection

Sing of thy grace be such perfection

Sailing sovereign grandeur ocean

Waterfall fading sunset emotion

No pain yet toil have bartered

Sea shanty chorus uncharted

Her favoured life poetry view

If all to this becoming true

Words written worlds of sorry

Never truly fill such apology

Final sight of her ocean blue

Heavens heart be home soon

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Morning Coffee Served Preposterously

 Commit to commiserations for purging my purgatory

Misogynies in cynicism heard in testimony

Moving boxes back to Mothers Gattaca Attic

Mean Star space post graduate with remeasures

Dishonourable mentions to ending of life credits

 

Over exaggerate ways to facilitate a goodbye

Spare bedroom tomb turned earth worm gym

Forgotten dust collection room

My new years city of spin

 

Not me it’s you in foreseeable sales

Royalties to commissioned

Unaccounted spendings in futurama meladrama

Texas afternoon tea leaf

Speaks long versed Taiwanese Healey Swahili

 

Tell me of fortunes better to fortunate beggars

Free lunch tinder swiping

Blind dating chores to bored

Open mouth 3 course report with no intercourse

 

Heart breaking failed horror open ender

Mind melted Mischa Geller spoon bender

Sequel to a no show blow and go prequel

Shamanism ritualism in spiritual vigils

Sadistic Shyamalan Village fooled

Stocks get shorted or be cooled

Cutting room editorial reviewed

Studio 54 in a swimming pool

Re-casted, low budget

Dont touch it rental disaster

 

Trying to sneak in that last biscuit finger digit

At the finish line of male snail trails

Rebel with a cause of emasculating men taking pause

Dictator to investigate instigators

 

Save us our Saverio Salavatore

Capote to Capone read of me mindful dismay

Al Bundy in Ted loves a sleep in Sunday

Send before the end Xavier’s lost psych report

Daytona man dates in one hour before time zones

Crime scenes of scenic tours held in lost phones

Heavens gate with part time pharmacist Fillgate

 

Voicemails from your Gonorrhoea Gmail

Buying local teams for favouritism front row baptisms

Nose bleed cheap seats for monthly vaginal vendettas

Night time man flu blue pills of sleepy hollow hills

 

Without time delayed hypertension extensions

Over hyped pre trained  Texas grilled camp sites

Singing Adele in Adelaide hills psychological spiels

Feeling chased out by grouchy krouts

Theory of relativity in relative relapses of relationship monogamy

 

Back door Doc Hollywood Johnson

Pre-approved dildonic dilation inflation device

Rimming while grinning

Reading Amazonian mysteries starring Mr Misery

Weekend maybe gay

Bi folded, tightly rolled Mr Grey

Rugs galore to hide gory day of role play

 

Hitchhikers guide to mass genocide

Take two for our illumination triangulation

Tormented aforementioned tangled Targyerian tangents

Ways to synergise a polarised waste of timed landings

 

Individualising egocentric energy entry points

Restore store bought over priced real estate wars

Property propagandist vacuum cleaning new floors

 

Duplicity in serendipitous signatures silently signed

Sanctuaries of synchronicity in simplicity

New Jack five family sin city

 

Rejoice or revolt this revolution to recessions

Receding peanut butter hairline solutions

Rohipnol Ribena flavour chasers

Bring Your Occultation medication bottled Mace Windu

Cheater repeaters to wind up Winchesters

Playing  Wabbajack Wookie to day one rookies

Plate up those baked circle jerk cookies

 

Making headlines for a world cup around 16 fake id

No luck Luciano mistimed periodically correct

Vince Alfonzo to Mediterranean Mykanos gonzo

Late message slide in caught offside

Red carded rotisserie of mixed message misery

Family farms for paddock bashing a Maserati

Hiding our flying star Massaroti Zidane

Not so friendly reprimand reparations

Miss congenital misconduct in heating ducts

Calculated calcium deprived sleeping friend zones

 

Enemy of my enemy is no friendly frenemy

Postponed CBF misused Setka approved unionised matrimony

Caught offside to vowed collectives of sighs

 

Just a visual decomposition to foreign entitlements

Distorting that visually paradoxical palatable palatial palace

Needed break of Kit Kat ketamine early timed day release forms

Peter Petting zoo when your house bound mouse is feeling blue

National holiday Lampoons R S P C A approved harpoons

 

Mad Hatters timely matters of Ritalin induced cognitive conditioned riddles

Come to rest on top hats for shit carters cardia

Converse to all stars conversing converted starting all time five pointed star

If perfection in summoning resurrections

Be timely mimed matters pending

Best to reflect on our refractional recreational room of required rehiring

 

Tailored suits Taylor made to driving divisional vans off course

Long distance microphones I spied sparring partners on par 5 pardons

All energy in curses be condensed in matters of a girls lost purse

 

Awkwardly timed side piece laser marked Greek heat seeker

Work break ups to make up mash ups coping with emotional meltdowns

Seven wives to Saint Ives if our crimes be as truth is to lies

Vibration notifications of texting extinction level ex-wives

 

Think of your over hyped opportunistic ovarian ovulation sacrificial chamber on first date favours

First step to a better chloroform detoxification

Registered editorials of Kodiak killer in Finnish photo finishes

Merely the missing me mostly

One week monthly messenger of death in a dress

 

Waiting for this machine making overdone re-runs

Ralph Macchiato espresso or RedRum

Dan Murphy’s Law of Johnny Lawrence

Made to needing that Arabian coffee conference

Every morning of impatient 10 minute pouring

Stuck between two cigarettes of space saving drive through cravings

 

Proposed kitchen invention extensions

Coffee machine creations of creatine

False wall space to stir the echoes of mistakes

Expectations of griffin door with a phoenix core

Fishing for wands of Wanda in making levitation separation

 

The kitchen bench strike force empire wars

Displaced years of being married to remorse

Wasted games of Christmas gift Tetris chores

Preferential placement adjacent to where the sun dare not shine

Looking like a depleted BHP practiced family dig out coal mine

 

Gumtree sold, good as gold, high kill-us-ometers

Never fails to be non responsive

Should accountability be in the way of her daily tranquillity

Parallel to patience of patent pending purpose-built playroom platypus on missing silver platters

 

Vatican approved character assassination

Exorcisms exercised third dementia demonic presences

Invertebrates to inverted 4 legged reverse parking

Down the spiral stairs in her love me Jesus underwear

 

Attempting Peter Parker parkour with Chanel branded rappel cords

Staring through concepts of caring when stroked to purring

Comes with rented space to place your dinner plate

Guests to partake in that mud cake

 

To you….. the high gloss boss Miss DOS

My dutiful operational sexbot

Be my early 90’s bargain basement treasure to remember such painful times

Group gang bang four way floppy discus

Deliberate deliberations should one be missed

 

Feeling your way to a light switch

Realisation in organised group orgy smorgasbords

Blind man’s guide to redefine the word kind

Feeling your way around town pre Nine Eleven 7th Heaven

No light to illuminate half time breaks in well played role plays

Friendship tested testimonial prescriptions we threw away

 

Four hours quick power shower

Dads tax right off dual locked office reality escape

Lost in conception of never questioned second measured

Pre planned floor plans

Facilities hosting the alumni faculty

Another Scooby snack gone to keyboard casualty

 

Never mind the over hyped file sized hide my porn

Collectors edition dick zipped up detection system

Hentai with a side of warm Mai Tai

Old favourite family peek a boo trouser Pikachu

 

Welcome to the end

Starring the last generational death of what’s left

Our new right swiped control alt repeat icons

Overwriting what’s never typed

Micro transactions in the game of chances

Self benefited benefactor to local export manufacturers

 

Circumstantial to binary coded care factors of multiplying zeroed interchangeable integer values

The unidentified youth identity crisis

Her high as a kite-ness

Stuffed brassiere to make us a believer

Mandatory state issued miss you tissues

Queen of the always keen

Commander Kleenex

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Mr Darkside Fun Slide

Welcome to the blame game of roulette Ansett

Morning regret of smoking Ansell rubber cigarettes

Second chance forced romance

Tony Robbins on cassette in attempts of keeping assets

Tales from her criminology cryptography

Decipher her life with that psycho socio lemon lime cosmo

Encore preview scripted review out the window

Favourite bra left in last year’s halloween I hate you fest

Trick or treating ourselves into cheat and repeat marriages

Jack Skeleton driving souped up pumpkin carriages

Midnight musical coffins

Grave sites for those corpse brides

Scrub daddy barney rubble for couples in trouble

Happy six shooter short game shit breakfast manifest

Two left feet that always seem to meet

Vows of silence in Cathedral keeps

Grab the air looking for that wishing chair

Your profanity of sanity lost in reanimated actuality

Spinning regret held in a bottle foretold by Aristotle

Weekend friends in a circle holding back that head of a turtle

Shall we challenge our labours with Kmart sabers

Duelling fate of keeping senator hearings safe

Only to fall on the early call like Darth Maul

Dice shakes as we play for our highest stakes

House of cards where we throw darts at each others heart

Building prototypes of men in tights

Bourbon in bed for every rolling head

Made in Queen of Hearts false charms class

Coffee hypothesis of prophecies with mispelt apostrophes

Our life be never a debt to death

Art be the cold start choked in my chest

Red wine of my crimson show & shine

Contactual obligation turned statutory declaration

Sign the dotted line confirming my bank managers private line

Tracing body outlines to where my life got left behind

Walking over me that Morning 9am feeling fine

Waiting for my share ride homicide

That four wheeled coffin of Gotham

My inner Bruce that forgot to afterpay his Batman suit

Prized Wayne enterprise family heirloom

The Rolls choice in a birthday suit

My Mazda six called zoom zoom

The killing joke be her stiletto on my throat

Early start blaming stalling car or breaking hearts

An early finish means cooking dinner and doing dishes

Disappointed sigh when the first to finish says goodnight

If only she sees what her world has done to me

Ever winter be getting dearer to my best death

I sell worlds as a tour package for the disadvantaged

Left behind magic of men in nailed shut mailbox outboxes

Postcard pop tarts from our inner childs star

Telling me I forget that selling the enemy

Every bit of me is not what I was meant to be

If only our favourite day can be replayed

Continuous repetition of happiness never leaving

Life be but a dream floating down someone's stream

Dare I say with open eyes

I am feeling better if I be so deathly inside

Gather round to see me throw this world down my dark slide

Emporium to glorify Wonkas failed homicide

Opposites attract if not opposed to detract

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Lady LaVey

She carries her Carrie Fisher Strepsil strap on to clear throats

Makes human soap from boys chasing storm water boats

Turns my drowning rainbow into her hanging rope

Everywhere she goes that nightmare doll follows close

Staring through my prayer it opens my music box of despair

Dark room of nailed up grooms hanging over that rocking chair

 

She beats down the blues with her air guitar hair and feather dusted care

Hates his world during the midweek cheap feats of repeated Laissez faire

Foul beast this man treat how he must stay as he sits with those bear feet just inches away

 

Saving her best sayings for the no nonsense say it once séances

Secret thoughts kept in her private mind resort

Whispers from creatures as she sits with closed hands

Preacher procrastinator puts forth revelatory reversed revelations that reveal her Miss Sinister

White dresses of life messes in mess halls of under verse worldly decor

Unkept diary of that fake Saint Paul

 

Seek our new de-classified human decanter the missed last button of fatality finishers Black Minister

Black books we took as the walls of old mines shook

Pouring pink lemonade on broken arm Band-Aids

Trying to hammer on donkey tails with nine inch nails

His life left hanging in her new idea Ikea picture frame

 

Art as her morbidly melancholic imitation master-class

Teaching the dearly departed to smile once in blissful denial

Our express train weekend of pain starts at Burnie’s border getaway

The watch tower watching time on the hour

They swing their Judas to lullabies so fortuitous

Hear them sing in reverse the witch mother’s curse

Eyeless child see not your prince’s smile

Exhibits inhibitions hosting open exhibitions of hanging men

See our rolled up jerks these men at work

 

Burning art on their sleeves of sanguine

Her everyday work slave trolling babes

Stolen Elves sent to play in this years Mike Myers window display

Under cooked, over booked feast of burning gifts on Christmas day

 

She comes with a caution sign and a forget me not head shot

Her own self arsonist this Protagonist turned Antagonist

Ghost writing to see her AI Gemini auto typing her firefly goodbye

Walking tall five story burning building known as a disagreeable settlement hearing

Boring Pizza shop girl waiting to be served the world

 

Her angel wings bought with a coupon from bras n things

Hoarder of souls she rips from her men sliding down poles

Perched she be on his Christmas Tree

Eyes so wide that never die put upon his misery slide

Our dark angel hides their aching arch angel

The burning defiler with a deep note smile

Count the lashes as we paint gashes upon the backs of parishes

Guide us to this lost outer heaven

 

Make the alpha mnemonic wear the love me lots electro shock collared apology

Purging us in purgatory categories in our sitting classroom of elegies and allegory chanting charms of chasm clocks putting back their callous christ in his melted time box

Receive her love in next weeks hallmark gift card

That best friend until death loves me better

Already onto the next murder please ex boyfriend of the week

Bitterness in blissfully better midnight vendettas

Hiding her cursed nursery rhythm book

Trying to keep me in time ever still this frozen pill

True reanimated sintered incinerators

Witches Wigan keep digging we are still down here singing

 

Stale mated males served as her lunch time cheat meal fails

The old ball and chain dragging along her collar studded blame

Presentational entrance does he be neglectfully present in every engagement open invitational

Weighted ankle bracelet to walk away rather than kneel before the whipping cane

Tied to last years homecoming Queen of start running and scream

 

Always breaking cheap toys made from wooden boys

Plays the day away with her hanging planes

Flying X wing cross tied fighters in time trials

Game of charades these sketched caricatures of nearly fame

Childhood heroes glued to her shattered windows

Logical dictation to implicate her fictional gratification

Life wars of scientific factions of factual fallacies

Fictitious trilogies in non fictional fanfare dictionaries

Deploy the decoy our centrepiece of peace

Her Romeo to Romulan Nero

Next weeks Lucas arts and crafts toy Anakin Nimoy

 

Complaints that her unsold art merely be a false start

Gold digging to show stealing overpriced mortuary monuments

Seat filler at dress rehearsal funeral dysfunctions

Coffin stealing wheeling dealing barely used Sunday eBay fun day

Her obsession be singing Thriller to sustained objections at cemetery sanctions

Getting stoned with the widow seeing how his brother goes

 

Dreaming she’s back in the outback ghetto once called home

Wine bottles that come with a trigger and quick reload

Engaged with his 6 months of money saved to stay home alone

Wide awake to check the bedside for garlic and a wooden stake

Counting sheep those lines that every girl keeps

Once a month I bleed but this man still breathes

 

The mortician beautician re engineering dying when smiling

Divorcing good mannerisms to hand out free aneurysms

The punctual man with dysfunctional hands

Getting cleaned of his clock when his lisp mid sentence stops

Every second month that winter sock warmer an extra size smaller

Monday mirror who be skinnier if I be ever prettier

Fairest I be to all but self sympathies for a palliative apathy

 

Surely this role reversal be open microphone rehearsals

West side storyboard of selling her stolen remorse

Writing notations with her hand on detonation dictations

Delightfully divisive yet decisively decided decisions

Demonstrating does dress decadence dutifully designer democratic demonology

Her ever board room meetings

These share holder range rover so over mid life cry me a life line pull overs

Carved bone, coloured gold, speckled freckles on that business card ever it be sufficient

 

Batemans Bat-Girl seeking to meet and keep her new life retreat

Prefer American therapist over mental terrorist

One tall Mr Mayhem that likes his daily tantrum

Walking lakes or role playing her life at ransom

Find me and dine with me Mr Handsome

Mistletoe hand stands from her Huey Lewis head band

 

Russian Moulin rouge to subterfuge long term refuge

Lipstick kiss left on her Mr last week

Just missed a digit on her call me back hand out printouts

If lucky be Lucius then today be her day one remedial therapy remedy

 

Come ride this escaped mental ghost train Miss Insane

Send one Capitan Crunch to straight flush with a head rush

Puckered up to sober her dual entrance counting Capola electronica disco biscuit spectacular

Fun factored with a lucky golden choking token

Lottery picks turned card tricks

Double down on those wild Jokers

 

Find a pick-a-part for near new body part

Your last week comedy crusades

Stale leftovers filed away under the overplayed

With her attorney of breaking matrimony

Playing hang man in her hallway causeway

Singing Sinatra leap frogging bodies in front of her

I did it my way on red carpet police taped runways

 

Eyes peeled for that new Mister piece de resistance

All day pancakes with a foot rub and no mistakes

Life is a catwalk for our show stealer fashionista

Entourage espionage as she refuses to kneel in high heels

 

Shows her red carpet sex appeal arriving in bat mobiles

Prada Devil tweets for new meets and DM feels

She Grinch looking for another Christmas to steal

Dorothy dot com home pager clicking heels

Our next level 21st Centurion Ally McBeal

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