Saturday 20 October 2012

Yes, I know... another poem


Bob's Your Uncle...

When You write 
all the answers
to things that 
you've wronged

And the wrong
 answers seem
not worth
writing

All the soldiers
are dying for
left on the cross

with the sweet
common touch 
left for crying

and a million
is half of the 
two that you lost

When numbers 
mean nickels
and dimes

Can you honestly 
Answer
Who suffered a loss

or are you left
Only with lying





Is this a Dagger I See Before Me...





October is drawing to a close and the veil between worlds is at it's thinnest.  All Hallow's Eve looms before us.  An occasion comprised of  the curtains of our desires, where we are tempted by the sugary delights of existence.  We thrust our passions deep into the unblinking darkness of our nature.  Each of us hopes for a trick that treats us to the delicate kiss of  blood and bone, while weaving a tapestry that illuminates the things we never realized.

It is with this in mind that I have compiled a series of images and sounds that point to a tale that beckons and follows us all.  For your consumption and consideration, I present "Love Denied", a very short film based on nothing, and the ghosts that live there.

Take a minute if you will.  Find your most comfortable mask.  Don your grooviest clothes.  Let the spirits flow and the imagination that warms us all, quench and slake the thirst that drives and denies.  Teach yourself to be scared, you are just THAT human.  Learn to HOWL, you are just such a beast.


Happy Hallow e'en


DaBuoy



P.S. Remember, in Hell, you are never alone.