Elephant Juice

In moments like this, when I've made a mistake

And all that's built up feels like its at stake
And it's all my fault that something felt fake
That I realise now that it makes me a snake
In the grass, as I pass by the arse end of town
Walking past revellers only makes me feel down
And I feel like a king that's destroyed his crown
Because without her the streets seem tinged brown
And faded from view, and its true what they say
You can't have it your way, if you stick with a play
That defers for a day, making this house out of papier mache
The foundation's not clay, but solid concrete
And if that concrete has a crack of deceit
You can't use it to build, and it leads to defeat

But I won't give up and I won't retreat

And if love is a war, there's no way I'm yet beat
And I'll march to this beat and this symbolic crash
I'll stride past the faces of those out on the lash
Cos I can survive without fast food, drinking or cash
And I'm walking so fast I'm the fucking Flash
I have to get there, cos she said that she needs me
And I would walk through the Black Sea, North Sea and mercy
And through deserts and tundra and darkest Chertsey
If she asked me to curtsey, I probably would
Although why that would happen is not understood
The point is whatever she wanted, I could
And should and would do, and despite this flow through
Like Dr. Seuss, unsure footing is just kind of proof
That at least theres a chance to save this, and truth
is theres nothing I wont do, and if its seen as uncouth
Then so what, fuck it, I'm still going to try
Because people like her come round once in a life
and its worth every second of trouble and strife
("That was brought on yourself", cuts my internal knife)
To fight to be with her and ever un-severed,
And never to cause upsetting endeavours
Is the motto and creed I have, is it clever?
Mais non, but its true, and what can I do
Except try to come through
And change up her whole mood
From blue all way through to warm shades of red
Implying a passion and a love in her head
And I could be that thought, not a prick instead
The thing is I've never felt like this,
About anyone else I've known to exist
And I'll pay my penance as told by this list
By now I should think that you've gotten the gist
That I would do anything
AnythingFor the chance its not broken and for one more kiss
Some idiot once said its better to love and to lose
But I just don't agree and I ask for a truce
Cos nothings more real than Elephant Juice

All Hallows

As this year's Halloween is drawing closer, I decided to write a small poem in honour of the supernatural beasties that fill our collective imagination around this time...

Halloween is the time of year
When spooky things come round
But calm down and quell your fear
Some weaknesses abound

The perils of lycanthropy
Like howling, teeth and fur
Can be immensely hard, you see
Especially near silver

Vampirism is much the same
A perilous state of blight
But beware, you sons of Cain
Exposure to sunlight

Zombies also have their issues
Like maggots or gangrene
And rotting of their fleshy tissue
Causes stenches too obscene

Mummies, too, are not immune
Despite their immortal state
Bandages and dusty tombs
Don't help their rotting fate

Witches choose to curse with spells
But don't escape scott-free
Cooked in ovens or drowned in wells
Soon ends a witching spree

Giant trolls with yellow jaws
That gnaw and crunch on bone
Are scary, and with good cause
But sunlight makes them stone

Goblins, gremlins and other imps
Are vicious but small and weak
Break their limbs and make them limp
Home to their cavernous peak

So have no fear, enjoy this feast
And pay these things no mind
For the most terrible, frightening beast
Is most certainly humankind