Self Preserves

Li-i-i-iar, you're thinking about yourself again

self-preserve and pass it off as love for your fellow man

A Psychic with no insights as to where or when

I'm taking flight let's work towards my pension plan

All trade routes disconcertingly lead back to you

You're shipping the goods but they're tainted by your self-preserves

you've got the monopoly

clear channel clear conscience

pass my water clear

I try my best to pretend I care

support the corps' power

I want

I run a steady ship,

pass on my genes

instil them with my `au contraires'

let's sit on leather seats, you should be aware

status symbols make me worth something

Trafficking of love, let's go onto the ring road

Li-i-i iar, you're' thinking about yourself again

Kaftan

Can I be recognised?

settle with a wife?

am I eligible for a tax credit?

a narcissist be's me, but I'm not my type

I talk too much bollocks on the internet.

Never question why I'm here

Just try hard to adhere

if I catch a virus, "it's got a nerve"

carry on regardless,

I have the courage to have no knowledge of the outside world

kick me up the proverbial, kick me x2

my apathy will start a turf war, kick me

stocking up on my self-preserve

to do all I can to preserve myself

A man in a Kaftan, bares no resemblance to myself

I'll knock him down in the proverbial sense

Li-i-i-iar, you're thinking about yourself again

Let's self-preserve and leave the debt for the future man

A Psychic with no insights as to where or when

I'm in-flight let's work together... towards my pension plan

Li-i-i-iar, you're thinking about yourself again

Inspired cos you're better than the underclass

Self preserve those in glass houses shouldn't cut through glass

© Dirge K 2005

Sea Lions

I’ve been here once before

now here’s a simile

I’ve been here once before

now here’s a simile

Sea lions line the shore

like the saline ruins we were

another maelstrom on its way

submerge the sea lions in the water

and break me up

tow me away, break me up

tow me away, break me up

Sai baba, what’ve you done to me, my lover?

It’s a fait a complis

Sai baba, what’ve you done to me, my lover?

My lover.

I’ve been here once before

now here’s a simile

I’ve been here once before

now here’s a simile

Sea lions like milestones

beedy eyes and sea burials.

you can’t see

sea lions have caught the drift

submerge passions in the water

and break me up.

I’ve been here once before

now here’s a simile

I’ve been here once before

now here’s a simile

Sea lions line the shore

This time we can endure

submerge me in your arms

and break me up.

© Dirge K 2003

Oddity

I’m an oddity, a fully fledged oddity

No mother could ever love me

Have you ever seen an odder oddity

I’m an oddity

what could you do with me?

have you ever seen an odder oddity?

Neurotic, morose navelgazer if ever there was

I swan around like there’s no tomorrow,

I paint the town a shade of terracotta

I don’t like funny business

I’ll give the fringe a miss this year,

cos I’m in fear

© Dirge K 2004

Č

My Brown Cara‡aio

body's breaking down

carte blanche,

something's

pushed me over the limit

(call a (pyschic) surgeon)

emergency!

I need a double-liver

quick

transplant it,

pivot round to face me

and catch me should I surge up and sink

my body's headed for a break

down-sized it's a

degenerative state

the iron bones no longer hold

my brown cara‡-a-i-o

parroting

this excessive thought process

but if I overdose I'm sure you'll muscle-in

and, the strangest thing about it is that I'm tee-total

nothing has crossed my gyppo lips

I'm in a deep dreamless sleep

cryptococcosis get me a hypnotist

can they convince me it's my mind that's weak?

how in the world will they ever find it?

chorus

heavenly host, how can I be a heavenly host

falling apart at the seams

when there's a demon running riot inside of me?

chorus

Take me to a place with ladies in white overalls

drug me senseless at a rate of knots until it makes no odds

© Dirge K 2005

My Ba’athist Regime

I’m surrounded by people trying to be like - minded

can I convince you of my ba’athist regime?

a one man state on the site of some dormant volc-rock

I’m resident psychiatrist

I’ll stir the stick

of hate and doubt

can’t you just accept that you aren’t loved?

what makes you think you deserve it

you’re a piece of work

it’s cognizant

got no metal

it’s arrogant

`i’m not a child prodigy

in fact I’ve stagnated

lost it back in 99

just backdate this, I’ll bridge the deficit

I’m not territorial

but suffice to say get off my patch

don’t you know you’re trespassing on volcanic ash?

Jimmy Randi won’t you join my ba’athist regime?

Gary shandling

armando Iannucci

nellie mckay

nicki

ibagbit

all of you corpses won’t you join my ba’athist regime?

© Dirge K 2005

Flux Negative

Sittin on a bus, fastidiously watching

Them go by in a rush

cars, pushchairs, trucks...

And there's carnage on the 4th street corner

Don't know if I oughta stop or abscond

All I'd salvage is a precision flux gun.

See how they run

from a

Precision flux gun.

And they caught me necromancin

On a plantation in the midst

of plantin

Items from a canteen.

I saw the farmer's daughter

heavily retaining water Algorithm for a precision flux gun.

See how they run

from a

Precision flux gun.

So I took a trip along the Aswan dam

Where traders casually swam.

What would it be to see a man drown

Who was idly shipping a flux vector drive

from Taiwan?

Found in Precision flux guns.

Lover laid flaxen

My flux is far too taxing.

© DirgeK 2002

Eddying

my pursuer is eddying

through the sluice, it's steadying

at her pleasure, mr.dopamine

you flows through her; eddying

if you solicit my emotion it'll set in motion a pell-mell

just as well, the coroner saw fit to have me jettisoned

solicit emotion; you cause a pell-mell

it's just as well she's eddying

set it in motion, you'll cause a pell-mell

they've missed the net she is jettisoned

i dare say he would, i day say he would

use me

it's eluded me for the first time

the twin-worlds of obey then bruise me

collude with fate for the first time

an invitation to obey then bruise me

© DirgeK 2005

Corpus Delicti

i don’t look like the others,

deathbed scenes recovered under the ellipse

of my eyes

and sown into my body; the corpus delicti

are some men versatile?

effervescent entrance he happens to perch

in the emptiness of my aisle

my head’s reeling now I’ve got this feeling he’s

a spirit instilling

some men are versatile.

you’re business minded can you see i’m hardly an icer rising?

in fact I’m getting colder but that’s hardly surprising, your warmth is diverted

are some men versa...

nefarious scenes in a side street

sultry eyes and twisted mouth...

they say he’s got a face it’s been a million places

they say he’s got a face that evades the lights

sat in a studio prepared to break the silence

are some men versatile?

you’re sure you’ve seen him before once or twice he’s

seeped into your deepest recess

sat in his office prepared to break the markets

are some men versatile?

© 2003 Dirge K

Bricks and Mortar

this ain't a comfy living environment,

while my bricks and mortar surround

claustrophobic

the adjoining buildings aren't sharing the burden

brick by brick I'm entombed

in a round-about way I'm saying give me some space

my bricks and mortar

my paranoia is not out of proportion

check the blueprints that you have laid

i'm a paranoid girl,

when I'm outside duelling with passing cars

hoping they'll clear me some space

my bricks and mortar are shook to their foundations

this is what the voices say

there's no sense of community in the place

neighbours infest the surrounds

I'm hoping the sealant wears away

I hope all the bricks fall down

© Dirge K 2004

Bloodshot on a Sunday

Vascular divine.

All and sundry sepulchre

Mother superior design.

Eye-strain, I struggle for the

Sense to fight.

Bloodshot on a Sunday,

Someday I might.

Bloodshot on a Sunday,

All that way to drive.

Avoiding the hoi polloi

Paranoid, vitreous whites.

Drugged up to `er conjunctiva

Like a clear mark of disguise.

Bloodshot on a Sunday,

Striat-iae skies.

Could it be...

An evil optician opting to siphon a toxin?

Could it be...

The concept of the eye of a needle coming to haunt me?

Bloodshot on a Sunday,

Viper-like align.

The venomous after-taste

Takes a month or two, to

Transpire.

And so on an axis

Of myopic aching

Sans remiss,

This steadfast

Bloodshot on a Sunday

Is my last.

Could it be...

An evil optician opting to siphon a toxin?

Could it be...

The concept of the eye of a needle coming to haunt me?

© Dirge K 2005

Auricles

I switch off when you talk

‘cause everything you say is cold.

I switch off when you talk

It’s my only rebate

I switch off when you talk

To save myself an auricle

I switch off when you talk

It’s my only escape.

Call me absent-minded if you like...

I’d rather be absent - aversion diatribe

I’m already duplicitous

pretend I’m listening

I’m already duplicitous

pretend I’m listening to verbal switches

if you listened closer to the echo you impose you’d decode and diagnose psychiatric playing fields

echopraxia

but you switch off when you talk

‘cause when you communicate

it’s intercepted by sadistic streams

desire to remonstrate

So I switch off when you talk

To save myself an auricle

I switch off when you talk

My only escape.

‘Cause when I was attuned...

I’m sure I heard you deplore

my every move

so now I’m beta-blocked

you’re free to turn him on

you’re free to turn him on

you’re free to turn him on

I’m already duplicitous

pretend I’m listening

I’m already duplicitous

pretend I’m listening to verbal switches

if you listened closer to the echo you impose you’d decode and diagnose psychiatric playing fields

So I switch off when you talk

‘Cause everything you say is cold

I switch off when you talk

My only rebate.

I switch off when you talk

To save myself an auricle

Switch off when you talk

My only escape.

© Dirge K 2005

A Thousand Debts

39 strides,

towards a sensibility

but we have yet to set our sights

beyond this singhalese

-imbecilic girl-

invectives make no sense

take it on an impulse baby

incur a thousand debts

39 asides,

your parents are downstairs

take 10 feet back and cry

`no affection' ain't negligence

-do it or fuck off-

these invectives make no sense

take it on an impulse baby

incur a thousand debts

39 half-lives

in the first quarter

you're one stimulant shy,

drink it drink it drink it down with water.

-you're making it all up-

that one made even less

take it on an impulse baby

incur a thousand debts

© Dirge K 2003

Apidistra

(you’re not the only) psycho

An hereafter affair

This time must be the last

I’m no apidistra

No foliage, no supporting cast

I get no response

when I tell it to stop

A fine display of machismo

Means I miss the block

I’m on borrowed time

you’re not the only psycho

whose hung me out to dry

I’m on borrowed time

I get no peace

there’s no hiatus for the struck dumb

they don’t understand when I speak

my argot is

retractable tongue

are they asleep?

that’s when I’ll head for the brink

I see no stirring

what do you think?

honey cough it all up

who says reflux is dead? If it

swells to the size of a golf ball

I think we should put it to bed

I get no response

when I tell it to stop

A fine display of double-dutch

Has got me watching the clock

Are ya?

Are ya?

Are ya?

A careful listener?

I’m no apidistra

I feel a caressing zephyr

but I’m not happy

I’m not happy... yet

careful listener

i’m no apidistra

caressing zephyr

i’m no apidistra

not a happy

let’s have a lovely psycho reminiscence

coughing (playful) up my sense

careful, quoted verbatim

this could make you quite depressed

© Dirge K 2005

Angela

you wanna fight with angela? do ya?

it's deceptive

she looks like a featherweight

the further away you get

you wanna be uncouth to angela? do ya?

well the truth

she'd sooner rue for

a man with human hair

just be sure to not fall in love with angela

she likes to

moonlight her affairs

in the open air

despite these warnings he fawned over angela

following her

to her favourite shopping centre

you should have seen his face, cat who'd got the cream

she disrobes in the most inappropriate place

she won't leave

until she's received at least a warm applause

it goes deep

the root cause is known to few of course

angela is out to get history rewritten, cos

she once lost to her mother in a stripping competition

© Dirge K 2005