Bantering with Octagons

[cleaver]

ernie made a hero out'hisself last night
an he waited for the peoples to clap an scream and such
but they had other things a'do

he was a hero alright with what he done
hero enough for his own sake...
but it would'a been nice someone notice...

an all he done over the years!
the cleanin up and tidyun
the set'n the course an keep'n the compass
the shoo'n the rats away
an keep'n all the scores

ernie'd tell ya
ever time you seen him
how 'portant he be to the game...
remind ya in his ever simple way
that he d'serve what he d'serve...
an some mo' maybe?
like all our's love?

but ya reaps what'ya sews, ernie!
ain't all simple like the aljubber!
'sposure's got consequences...
an you never been all that... nice.
never been all that... honest.
never been all that straight.
ain't never come off as... genuine.

an all that shit stick an stink for a much longer spell
than any wrong-wrought righteous act...

so
we best-off on our own...
ernie

take a seat to seethe and settle and situate.
all you done's been plenty enough...

remember?
they tell you most the same things
more'n ten years back at the little shindig...?

but you was younger and stupider then...
an still had time'a save yourself
'stead of playing at heroics an direct'n how it's took...

this game got different way a'score.

 

[Debbie]

nowhere to travel seems they'll unravel
knitting stitches in someone's woollen time
tighten the string ding a ling do come along
yoyo up and down zig the zag then zip it up

seeing their shiny happy so fake faces
no upside downside clowns in funny places
show the smirk more a scarlett gash teeth pointy
silver grill show me the money we're on a roll


the glass aint half empty but the bottle tis
gonna end up face planting in the shubbery
animated limbs spazzing out on the dance floor
slurred words blurred vision beer goggles on


HAPPY NEW YEAR BE OF GOOD CHEER TILL NEXT YEAR

missing a few of you from here

 

[sigh]

Don't go telling ME I was younger and stupider then.

I'm younger and stupider now than I've ever been.

So there.

 

[Debbie]

sigh, my interests were piqued in seeing you here
you know Im a wishin you was right in sight not there
ifb would wanna know girl where's your underwear

 

[Radiohead]

Debbie you dont
Care like I do
I love sigh, sans the underoo

I do wonder about the love,
And the giant
I do see her and think
why deny it

long time its been
long time I said
she knows its true
without getting her in bed.

Lay off my lebethian
you terrible sheep molester.

 

[sigh]

wtf

spinning off crazily
where to go
what to do

gonna dance now
right here
to Joan

 

[raindancer]

I'm just here to stalk sigh.

 

[sigh]

stalking
sighing
tasting

*sigh*

now I'm dancing in the rain

 

[Debbie]

Radiohead this is not my fight song
sigh cant get that song outa my head
I found her like a bookend propping up
in the depository of manuscripts and tomes
there's no earworm just words ding a ling

 

[Aquagal]

Observing the grief of life lost
Who he was, and what he wasn't
Smiling thru the bitter facade, it wasn't their secret

Smothered by her need, saddled with this...this disgust
She, too, donned her own mask

An ear, shoulder, searching hand in those darkest a.m.'s.
Always the one to be doted on, 'twas swapped

Life sucking out in order to sustain her
...counting down to escape the claustrophobia

 

[Aquagal]

It was a cop out...the excuse.
Called out on the spot, to fess the jealous nature
No, something entirely else to be revealed...

A surprise, it shouldn't have been
That cat's been laying low to pounce for a bit now
The friend was just a facade

That dance is over

 

[Aquagal]

It's dark down here
Sought out light in the book,
but found it in the water

The salt mixes in the swirls
Smirks back in the reflection
No explanations given, none asked

There's air up there, but not yet
It's safer to put on the wet pretense
The red makes the green brilliant,
which usually works

To make her dimple

 

[cleaver]

bonnie used to have a name
where a name meant something...
now she only had bonnie
which i loved
and she knew...

not much to recount
for a tombstone;
that could mean
what she much meant to me.

cold and hard
nothing like her.
cruelest thing she'd ever done..
the attendant
:latent bother-clad - and vacant:
took the hint and closed the deep drawer.

there'd be news
and attentions
and they'd take it away.

i'll hold in my heart
for always
of a face
quite at home
between her this and that
and a dance on a wire
without wind
or inspection.

took the things from her jacket that we shared...
and her cash - which the cunt would have wanted me to have.
fuck!
she was still on me... strong in the nose....
*rattling sigh*

 

[Aquagal]

you surprised me actually
more than somewhat
the unapproachable squirmed
there happened to be a but
familiarity holds the skeleton
as they jangled thru the light
i peeped in to your rebel
hey babe, your hair's alright

 

[Debbie]

Coo coo coo chu

I am here as you are here as you are me
you're the drama llama and I'm the ostrich
see how they run like wiley coyote and meep


I am the Weeping Angel
They are the cybermen
I am the roadrunner
Goo goo g' joob

 

[Aquagal]

It's better, saner, over here
in coo coo coo chu land.
Say this, do that...just live it
head game free.
Into the box, back, taped up,
make my bow just so...

Stay the main

 

[cleaver]

marty called up the hotline
told them what had happened.
he had stopped crying by then but you could hear it in his voice.
his frustration with the listener - cut into any pretense he'd had with manner.
what are you asking? get off the fucking script and listen!
he stopped mid sob.

the voice on the other end droned on in what it knew to be soothing.
i couldn't hear anything but the loll of it.
marty bottled the fuck back,
looked with a passing flash of fury down at me
and shoved his dick deeper into my throat...

i was startled but ready...
fuck that!
i'd calm him down.

 

[Debbie]

If there were ball bearings and batteries in my head?
Would I be like the energizer bunny fully charged or dead?
Cause for concern? Consternation? Or seeing what I dread?
Dilly, do you think the Twelve Monkeys are wanting to be fed?

Nostalgia.

 

[Debbie]

if you ignore the whispers
that people type at you in CAPS
then their words can fall on deaf ears


knock knock

who is there?

<silence>

- Weeping Angels™

 

[Aquagal]

That change is so close,
crawling out of my skin change.
Shed her, the scratch sloughs away and invites renewal.
Not to be without leaving some scales along the way.

Raw on the surface that the daystar heals, more than just aesthetics.
Only one place offers that kind of heat; home.

 

[Debbie]

raw


upon my funny face
years of supposed grace
lines of precious journey
wrinkles, laughlines thats me
my life design I navigate
the debbie s template
fuck off with the botox
no bee venom pouty lips
no facelift just pass me
rock, paper, binder clips

 

[Aquagal]

The facelist is just a mask
Polishing into a younger you
Wrinkles be a trophy
Life experience shan't end up, Boo!

Chin up with your AARP neck
Let your waddle fly free
The unique that is in you
Is quite apparent to me

 

[Greypowerful]

Nostalgia makes me wistful
Real, it never was
But in the end I'm grateful
True clarity's such a buzz!

 

[Greypowerful]

On the Guildford line, yuppies hurry to and from the City daily, like lizards, chasing the elusive golden flies of Mammon. The visitor, a Continent from home, and depressed beyond belief, yearns for nothing more than a pint of Bishop's Finger and a warm, voluptuous bosom upon which to cry his tears of frustration. There is NO escape.

Wow! Now that's a scary memory

 

[gotsnowgotslush]

"Seen my death among my pleasures"
these words still float in my thoughts
I am past that, now

Living with the other, my match
Transformed by sharing, I am less
the wild hind, roaming

Too much familiarity
the shadowed face visits, too often
Dreaming, while awake