Guidance fell like a lamb for the slaughter
Tight and gleaming on my shoulder.
Breaths were taken and shudders shaken
And so I stirred my doubt within an inch
Of striking a chord, with myself, with life,
School sent me away
Exams were passed and the essence mixed;
My rebel friends turned sour
I managed to keep partly to myself
By absorbing Johnnys green teeth grin
& piercing hardest the soft core
of fearful friendly, family,
Head of mine bobbing on the surf they keep me awake with
Eyes of mine glowing with the light they shone away
Ears of mine thudding some old nonsense blurb.
All this worsens distinctively deeper with distance,
For I am a reflector of good faith and bad:
The demon of drink and denizen of truth.
Slam at it all!
Fall! Fly! Learn! Leap!
Stab! Grab! Forget! Fulfil!
pace . . .
Fall back, with growls, drawn
Attack / Reject / Desist
/ Desire /
Ride without a helmet
Shoot the audience /
Incriminate the families.
Behold the future.
Take smack. Kill someone.
Screw slovenly &
Ridicule TV baiters.
Swear! Fuck! Prick! ~
Who killed Bambi?
A new age of boredom begins . . .
Go some place, inject someone
Save your face, split your spleen
See what seems, die at work
Die in purgatory
Start with Boredom, die annihilation
Convince yourself, amuse yourself
See me stare!!
me laugh at your kind!
Mine translated to
ridiculous fancy and trust.
Eternal wanderer, nocturnal nasty,
I kept faith through those anaesthetic days,
Through post-punk gloom accountancy-acceptance syndrome
I kept myself fed, I knew
I am the power of my life,
Head keeps strength in head,
Hands keep strength in the hands,
Head or hands,
Lead yourself, follow no other, tell yourself,
Tell no other, live forever, live for others . . .
You’ll never convince me
not to be convinced.