If Or When And Possibly, If Ever

We could still never meet yet
Roll snake eyes while the other nets double sixes
An unfortunate turn out in the code of genetics
When the groves of our souls completely align

God knows how anyone like us meets
Both yearning for romance in our low income cages
What are the odds we’ll both have the dosh
To escape the confines, at the same time?
And even then in that niche, the gamble starts again
That we both have errands in the library
Or need to soul search over a caramel latte
Zero to nothing, if anything

But if the stars aligned at all by divine luck
And in that niche of niches we’d have the nerve to converse
I don’t think we’d have to follow any signals
Switch on the autopilot and let the motor run
We know what we’re hungry for
Something even less sacred then smutty nights

Snapshots, validation, one step away from a framed contract
Sharing condensation vapours on the winter walk home
What a great thing to reminisce about
Swapping doodles by the lake during the swan season
What a great narrative for my next status
Anything to hang on the fireplace, to validate

But we’re happy bathing in the security we provide
And it’s not like the stars don’t shine brighter when your near
Galaxies twist, turn and fuse as we sway to the beat
For all the complexities and philosophies
We put onto love, romance and the nature of the heart
Maybe the one’s who get it right rely on the simplest notes
Another life who fills your electrolytes
Who surrenders control of the smile when your near…

Maybe the simplest theory on love is true
You just need to meld with a soul that completes you

Lnc0

Tonight Luke Switzer DIES!

I’ve got you on the ropes now
Naked, bruised and begging for your life
I can’t believe after everything the time has come!
Tonight’s the night I come and take your life

It makes me ill to look at your face
Honestly I don’t even recognise you anymore
Let alone associate your actions with my own
You’ve hurt so many people as an ignorant brat
You let so many loves of your life walk away
It’s going feel so fucking good when I snuff out your life

Your father thinks you a buffoon
Discouraged your uni dreams knowing your to stupid
Your mother thought you a glass cannon
Destined for the destruction of all things, especially yourself
She even put it in scribe lest you forget even after she’s gone
And you know what? They weren’t wrong
You’re a toxic failure, contaminating everything you let down
So you see? No one will miss you when I steal your life

Oh god I’m so excited, I can’t contain it!
I dunno if I can keep the belt on my jeans
Cos It’s been a long time coming
Now I’m hear to take you out!
Yes tonight will be the night
Where the pathetic, selfish, useless, decaying
Failure of a man Luke Switzer dies
And the charismatic, talented, determined, beautiful
And essex’s greatest lover: Sebastian Noël will rise
And not just temporarily this time

Lnc0

I Main Jigglypuff

A dope to the untrained eye
And I bet they’d like to think so
An emulation of a personality
Long lost to the sands of time

They gyrate with no greenlight
This weeks working girls during their downtime
One minute I’m playing ventriloquist
With the muscles surrounding the profile
And the next I’m molesting the jugular
Of a Friday night cheeky chappy

We all came here for a laugh mate!
But that’s too much to expect
From a night out in Essex isn’t it?
So I transition during a laugh
And a give them glimpse of their future
All in a stare

I need the red
I need to taste blood again
And for once not my own
I stalk round the back
Quietly biding my time
I know you can’t resist it man
If I sit and wait it’ll be a matter of time
You want your fill tonight
And you won’t take no for an answer
And the second you lay a finger on her
The chains can finally come off
And I can live again

It’s sweet you’d assume that of me
With a mug this cute?
I’d have the nibble of a kitty cat
But you know that ain’t true
A Cheshire gesture creeps on my face
As I dig my claws in your neck
A hyena sonnet fills the air
As I plant your mug into the bricks
Graffiti the news-agents in blood
A message an animals been let free tonight

But with the deed done I can switch
Back again to wide eyed and silly
If I had it my way this’d be my constant
But the heart of evil never sleeps
And keep it under the radar
But maybe I don’t mind it that way

Lnc0

Things A Boy Can Never Be

Grabbing galaxies from your palms
As they linger a meander in the atmosphere
Cos to say you had the world in your hands
Would be a gross understatement

You command the eyes with your sways
You dodge the gazes like lasers in a 80’s flick
But made damn sure they were still looking your way
Everytime you touch their cheeks
You can see their gods die in their eyes
There’s no value in faith of the unseen
For the night, your all they believe in now

So desired, so admired
They flock around you like magpies
Such lust, with a little warmth
And if you allow it maybe even a little love

It cuts me up as a bystander
I’m not in the queue with a ticket in hand
I have my eyes on a bigger prize then that
I don’t wanna be with you, I wanna be you

To have each step treated like a tremor
With people dashing from their seats
Just for a chance of a gamble to be in proximity
And feel like I have a reason to be anywhere
To have every crook of my body
Analysed and immortalised in verse
To have the eyes of envy gaze longingly
Then have the eyes of jealousy mark me

I can’t stand to see it so out of my reach
I’m swaying with loaned energy on the floor
But if they’re not looks of bewilderment
Then it’s nostalgic gaze of malice
I’ve no reason to be anywhere, it’s clear
As they back away to get out range

To be as loved as her
To be as desired as her
To be so admired as her
Just a handful
Of the many things
That a boy can never be

Lnc0

Sad, Except Not? But I Guess I Am Now

Abort! Abort! Operation could not be found!
What a bizarre sensation
When decay visits your head-space
But comes too at a loss
What’s dedication to a feeling without origin?
It’s just like trying to cry with dust
Pointless and painful
Everything’s getting better
But your hearts missed that memo
What a confusing bus ride this is

I’m a float belly first
In a flood of a profound melancholy
For what fells like decades
The mere notion…. Everythings okay!?
My heart rejects it
“You thought this last time!”
There’s never a point in your time
The laser points, NOT aimed at your head!
You might crave happiness, but rest assured
These endorphins lead only to pain again

So stay as you are
Holding back dry tears
Cos the bus is gonna be 5 minutes late
To arrive to the appointment you don’t have
The way your shoes feel today?
Spots on your skin? Yeah cry over that too!
Trust me man, it’s so much safer this way
So cry your little heart back to safety

Lnc0

Gross To Me

Is it cynicism? Is it jealousy? I dunno
But happiness just seems gross to me
Like eczema on the back of your leg
The person inside of me, needs tending
Always poping up on the places of my body
When I’m making my way through existing
There’s nothing wrong with that devotion
A singular narrative with two combined lovers
But I think of it like a three-legged race
Like it or not, somethings gotta give

Where ever you roam, breaking out on your dome
They’re there with a smile and a comment
Does it really have to be this way
Does it have to be so symbiote?
Like a wayward bumper car ride
Can’t love bloom through collision?
Guests in each others home
Visitors on the path
I want you to be forever by my side
But if you were to appear in front of me
Or lagged on behind me
I just have no idea of what I’d do

To greet the next coming day
Hand in hand, always connected
But without doubt, we’re in our own universes
But our proximity is what defines us
Defines us as lovers, as soulmates
You intrude when I need you
You book the day off when I need my own time
All with the chains, staying firmly in our heads

Can such a love not bloom?
In a chasm of uncertainty?

Lnc0

The Gaze

We always fall prey for the routine every time
While we’re still imprisoned under the gaze
This is no time for honestly or vulnerability
It’s time to re-pose the action figure
Arms behind your head, back arched
Not a glimpse of even a fraction
Of the crippling pain that washes over you
And makes you cry into your pillow every night

And what about when an innocent bystander
Decides to wander into the cross-hairs
And decides they want to be a part of your fable
How can you disappoint those sweet eyes?
Pull back the curtain and reveal
Your feeling just as much hurt as she is
And what if the gaze catches a glimpse
Of your weakness, of your humanity?
So just keep the power pose on auto
And maybe if we lie hard enough
The fallacy can become the reality

But isn’t that how it went last time?
To me and the owner of the gaze?

Lnc0

Why Me? [Draft]

I just can’t do it
Rimming around the outskirts of my mocha
Trying to grab the clauses from the air
To build us something resembling small talk
Cos that’s what sane people would do right?
Keep it all composed
Shoot eachother satin laced nods and smiles
Where so happy to hear that of each other
Except we couldn’t possibly be in reality could we?
Just tell me why, why didn’t you come?

Where the fuck have you been?
I remember during toaster filtered summer nights
Tearing up in your bedroom, clutching my paws
You were so afraid we’d drift so far apart
You said you didn’t want me to ever leave
That you wanted to do everything to keep me around
I bet you applauded yourself for that one, Oscar worthy even
You can count me among those who fell for it

I know how much more stimuli you get now
From your new life with all the temporary high cads
But when your alone at night….
Who am I kidding? A girl like you is never fucking alone
A slightly fawning cough and they run up in miles
But lets say you could bring yourself to be alone once
Do you never flick thorough the blackbox
And remember the times you said you’d be there
The times you said it killed you to see me hurt
When I’m veiled top to bottom in sulking tears
With my arms covered in blood
Concealing the blade in my jacket pocket
Did you ever think that got any better with time?
Do you just not care anymore?
And if you don’t…. Tell me why?
What made you stop caring?
Weather or not I lived or died?
Why… What did I do? Why me?
Aren’t you worried about me? …Why?

I know I got more rancid as time went on
I arrived as a beacon of lost hope
And turned into a broken brake light
I got so much worse as time went on
I stopped trying to look any good
My hair got more shit and grim
I got so much more fatter
I stopped being someone you could show off
I kept feeling sick around your friends
Because how embarrassing it must of felt to be around me
I could never be like the ones you fawned over
Never be clean cut, Never be cute and nerdy, Never be a virgin
Was that a mistake when you first met me?
Did you smile start to drop when it dawned on you
The real me
The worse me
The fucking worse and worse and worse me
Wrong in every fucking capacity
Then why? What business did you have with me?
Tell me why? Just… Tell me why?
What’s happening to me?
Why me?

The Best, The Least Likely

A Vocalized culinary of extraterrestrial psychotic suggestions
A back and forth badminton of complications over nations and cities
Has captivated my intrigue, more then a collection of synthetic collisions
And I’ve yet to even see you in the flesh

When are you coming back?

Lnc0

The Empathy Age (W.I.P)

Oh there’s nothing you can do, they’re all dead
No future for your favourite people, they’re all dead
Destined to smile though a bruised jaw
And a demolished ego, boy they’re already dead

Try as I might to babble through textbooks
Of analogy, quotes, self help propaganda
It appears I just don’t have the tongue for it
To get you see the spade as a spade

If only you were the only one
Ping, Ping, Ping, all day long
A breakdown censored by the sweetest smile
From all over Essex county

It feels like a task intended for meta-humans
To convince people they don’t deserve this
To be tendered and made to feel like dirt
If they have the audacity to think themselves human

What can I do if they’re already long gone?
I can’t convince them, they’re better then dead
How much empathy can I spare,
If the dead can’t find it in them to cling to life?

Does it earn attention away from my beloved?
To share the strain of empathy
Almost to strip the awards from her hands
For knowing she’s worthy of humanity

Oh what a horrible thing to say, to even think
But my heart can’t bear to ache anymore
Is it right to leave you to your grave
And spend that time tending to my wounds?

Lnc0