In a world of tv clichés

I thought our series would be timeless,

that it would survive the seasons.

I laugh as I remember

How I Met Your Mother.

Confused on an interstate car park,

cellphones and calamity.

Only to feel underwhelmed.

You said “it's not just the jetlag”,

I said “how can anyone fall in love with a zombie?”

eating hearts fo...

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Mistletoe by candlelight,

love lined Christmas markets,

shopping centres full of happy couples.

Let them have what I do not,

it is theirs.

But what is mine?

My Christmas must come early

if I am to maintain the mirage of the miracle.

I'll line the markets with an illuminating

indigo light

and bathe in the dreams

that will...

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They say home is where the heart is

and my heart is where the art lives.

So where is my home?

Art lives within us all

and begins an internal/external exchange...

a process

like humanity to trees.

We stop, relax, breathe

as one.

So where is my home?

First Contact was my spiritual home

gave meat and marrow to

broken sp...

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Take a look into my eyes,
And maybe we will find
that between you and me
It's the way that love should be.

She told me I had beautiful eyes
her heart said friends
and her mouth did too...
and my mind's confused now I'm not with you.

See I can be the best friend that I have been for years
or I can be the guy that can hold you near.
But I can't be this.

You s...

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I wear it on my arm as a symbol of our love,
I admired it and you gave away a part of you to me.
Your style, your flair, your elegance
bounces against veins pumping blood to my metaphorical heart, always.

A symbol of healing, of patching things up...
a bandaid of the heart, the soul...
...of us.

I will be your white band,
I will soak away all that pain, that hurt, t...

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emons run

and heroes fight.

Doctor Doctor,

Red Bull and happy pills...

yet still no wings to take flight.

I'm in a state of spiritual paralysis

dripping out fears in emotional dialysis.

Demons run

and heroes fight.

Take it back to the start as you tear me apart

memories piercing the fabric of my existence.

Demons run

...

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Pretty homeless.
Her caramel complexion told not the stories she did not tell,
Nor did I ask.

No bucked teeth,
No smack-banged jitters
mixed with incoherent stutters...
but beauty in the most surprising of places.

Piccadilly Gardens on a sunny Mancunian afternoon
the busy city stands in shock
at the thought that anything can happen.

Without the badge such beauty...

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I see you
with sensual sense
like the Na'vi.
Hungry for your love
yet I let your absence starve me.
Living on the spiritual sustenance of memory,
Sliced on loose lips
drunk on truth and Hennesy.

I see you
as I raise a glass to the departed...
to my departure from your life.
How can I tell my lover I'll literally travel oceans to be at her bedside
when I...

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Memories still haunt you in dreams

the worst ones aren't violent nor perverse.

The worst dreams are the ones you wish came true

they haunt you with De Ja Vu

subconscious samurai,

donning swords and Fu Manchu.

Kreuger retreated, he knew he met his match

because love is the most infectious illness one can catch.

It starts with a thought, a flicker, a ...

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Silly scribbles...

Ah, but when celebs rape trees

and The Sun has page three

your futility has meaning.

You played dot to dot with my heart

before we even knew the full picture.

We were children then

and now we stand – as adults – amazed.

Drawing on the canvass we've created

my palate is wet with streaming dreams...

trickling into cons...

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I used to say I was Labour, better red than blue

Indigo thought shades of purple wouldn't do.

Then my youthful naivety died

as I realised they closed a door

on prosperity – exit clause four.

I toyed with the Tories to piss off my mum,

until I lost my money:

to them I was scum.

Stuck in a hostel

since

my blood mum was a crazy junkie,

...

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If I said I only had eyes for you

I'd be lying, lustfully leering.

But my hands are for you alone,

To hold, hug & protect.

If I said I only had eyes for you,

I wouldn't be bisexual.

But all possibilities end with you

and me.

If I said I only had eyes for you,

I'd be losing the point of this.

Our souls are an amulet

we both hold half of.

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I'm playing Mendres, the identity of the devil and lead antagonist in an upcoming British film called Dark Domain.

I wrote this piece as a spoken word/metal fusion piece for the project.

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Some say the pen is mightier than the sword,

But they all fear the might of my demonic horde.

I'm Mendres, I'm the devil incarnate,

I use the Dark Domain and I seal y...

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Rome waits in apprehension,
As it's leader awaits a trial for his perverse intentions.
I sit & wait, hating the spag bollocks
injustice of justice.

Ireland's no better,
They instead fiddle accounts.
Universally, serpents spit poisonous proclamations
then declare such debts sovereign.

Only for so long can the people accept
"the way of the world"
before becoming it's cha...

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Humanity fears what it does not know,
But does not know what it should fear.
In descending from humanity in a powerful way,
the fallacy of an uncivilized civilization is revealed
and
the door to true humanity unlocked.

Lock the door to past then throw away the key.
Time to realize true humanity.
If we're made in God's image:
Create or destroy?
Or nurture with love
as li...

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When you love someone you hurt when they hurt.
Their pain becomes a celestial embrace
fusing a broken heart with a united soul.

Some guy got pissed, but I don't buy it,
As I don't see how she could try it.
See if a girl cries rape, vultures say it's easy,
But guys can just say no freely.

Addictive infliction of pain makes for fragile hearts.
He could have said no,
you wo...

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Here is a two-part blog consisting of two poetic monologues which when heard in sucession create a dialogue. I shall be performing these at OpenMind Valentine's Special at Earth Cafe, 16 - 20 Turner Street, Manchester, England, M4 1DZ on Valentine's Day. There are still 8 performance slots left in the OpenSpace.

I remember a time

When songs were sung through me,

No...

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We've now opened up the OpenSpace at our OpenMind events for up to date news and information please visit: http://www.facebook.com/pages/OpenMind/140135849364508

The Facebook event page is here: http://http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=164226033624311

After our headliner and special guests we have 2 hours to fill with OpenSpace slots so if you'd like to read at a poetry...

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Actress aboard a cruise ship,

Bright lights distant

Calling on false sun-Gods

Descending towards a light house.

Every once in awhile she stops... waits...

Feeling the earth yet floating on water

Graciously grateful for a fisherman's miracle.

Her honey sweet smile shines like sun in the horizon.

Islands pray for her to be deserted there,

Ja...

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That age old proverb

“it's water under the bridge”.

Simon and Garfunkel

obviously didn't know real trouble.

Pop trouble, soap trouble, celebrity trouble.

Here today, gone tomorrow.

Pick your cliché like wilted flowers

and rot in self-serving decadence.

Real people try to build real bridges

but when it gets too real

streams become river...

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It's not just war.

Theory and application

both reach the same

agonizing conclusion.

Free ourselves from the shackles of bondage,

of servitude, of mental slavery.

Fight for liberation without war's wreckage

instead know only awakening.

If an ideology exists so can it's application,

So I bid a not so fond farewell

to 'lest we forget'.

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High society,

Smokes like a chimney.

A chimney?

Functionality devoid like their aristocratic embodiment

of ideas past, struggles forgotten.

Swap high society

for enlightened, united community.

Let's all take a collective toke

of the bong

of civilisation.

Greener than the scales

tilted against humanity

in David Icke's mind.

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