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london took too long to turn on
annonymous influence
stuck to my skin like inheritance
oh dear its become entrapment
they have stung my hopes tonite
posing in a dozen roses
on a cold night killing me with caution
and i think my head has gone distraught
with misery again
i suspect the resident
is the brains behind this torment
but let me execute this apprehensive
plan of mischief
before my strings can come undone
endeavor
help me come to consciously
and correct this travesty i've made
of me and everything around me
dressing up with seven glances
and the oh so pleasant smile
numbing out the sick pretension
cut back.
can you
make sense
of my invalid grammar?
the syllables are sounding flat
and my attempts have run me daft
a side effect of lonliness
is that what you would call it?
i guess i was a saint before
but the places i have seen
are photographs of my dissention
jaunting slings of conflicting disinterest
designs of idiosyncratic passion
pass me by like throw away dialogue
from an unimportant speech
like amnesia's sordid sister
i frolic with insomnia
parading in stunt abstinence
into the endless night
close my eyes and there you are again
the battle i can never win
so fuck the fight
i'm giving in
to your contempt sedation
