I’m Thinking About People I Dated Years Ago Again

Aurora reflecting pre-school shape fitting toys
Are the most cumbersome demands
A prediction of inevitability from the womb
A manuscript of bypassed pleasure at the tomb
If the remains of collision based research
Can exfoliate the grooves of my psyche
To allow the glue to poor, leak and stick
Then I’ll know all the fables articulated truths

But our portraits have turned into code
A proximity execution in a sea of padded cubicles
How likely could the dust of our erosion
Crawl into the sheets of our nostrils
The framed stone tablets always prophesied
Their colours are destined to mix in the dish tray
To be worthy of such a scenic fuchsia collaboration

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In Review

You know if it’s real
When you let it all go
Let it dash into the woods
And see if it ever comes back

I know it’s just human nature
To regret taking the actions which end up hurting
But it’s better to know
So much better then to never know

While drawing circles in the dirt
As I piddle time away, waiting for your return
I couldn’t pin point the things at stake
It wasn’t the cute peak points, they’re all gone
It wasn’t understanding, you never lent an ear
Maybe you did on summer nights
But on troubling winter noons, you’re nowhere to be seen

So I pick up my bags and head off
It’s shit to know your not coming for me, yeah
All the memories now come with a bitter after taste
But time could be better spent
And if I’m not their, if you never come back
Then don’t fret cos remember
You only know it’s real
If it comes back, after you let it go

Lnc0

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

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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

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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

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?

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There’s No Point To This Poem, There’s Nothing To Gain, It Can Only Do Damage By Existing Right Here, And Yet I Can’t See Any Way Around It Exisiting

You only ever acknowledge me when you need help
You only come round when your boys mad at you
Your objectively an awful person, yeah I know
But I can’t help but take a few more lashes
Cos you’ve got your claws around my beating chest
It may pass hands, but it’s your name inscribed inside

I’m always gonna be here for you
And I’d be damned if you reciprocate what you receive

Despite the pantomime I put on
I’ve never loved any less as the days pass
And worry has crystallised distress
My heart drops another foot
When you wander into the headlights
You do it every bloody time I take my eyes off you

I’m always gonna be here for you
And I’d be damned if you reciprocate what you receive

If I mega-morphed into a giant golden,
Caricature of myself, with all crafts perfected
Then that wouldn’t cover even 1%,
Of the criteria I’d need to deserve you

I’m always gonna be here for you
And I’d be damned if you reciprocate what you receive

It cuts years of my life span to see you weep
To see the world, the fuck boys attack you so
There’s only so much a bystander can do
Is it my purgatory to see you die 1,000 times
In front of my very eyes
Like Caesar in the coliseum sittings

I’m always gonna be here for you
But christ man how much is this going to go on for?
If reciprocating my love is the only way out of this cycle
Then I’m going to exit stage right, and turn a blind eye

Lnc0

Paranoia Blues

Be it the oxygen count or the chemtrails in my tea
But the paranoia’s creeping above it’s climax
I could regulate with mental stimuli any day you like
Except today’s the day I met the love of my life

Constantly wrestling with the grit in her teeth
An attitude as rotten as summers milk on xmas
Stenched with a coalition of an underbellies delight
Everything I could ask for in a lovers highlight

She brings me over to ask for the time
While surrounded by Dahli’s Compilation
There’s been no excuse weaker, adorably see through
She takes my paw to administer a mixtape disco
Each drip of audio more familiar then the last
Bit-crushes her sways into technicolour video

Her whispers hints
Her yelps imply
And by the time we’re collapsed on someone’s acre
Met by the silver lined abstract above
Her confession reveals all
As we make physical calculations
She wraps around any semblance of form
Tells me she never wants to orbit another
Ah if only I wasn’t convinced it was all a lie

Is there any interaction as misleading as conversation
Everyone’s carrying a hunger on their backs
Everyone’s got a profit margin to hit
All in my packs is a lump of scars
So even when my love peeps into my eyes
The only conclusion present; is that it’s all a lie

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