DARK

Fingers
Skeletal, grubby hand prints,
Fingernails, broken...
Rotten, dirty, graffiti-ed, dark...
Scratching, scratching,
At your flawless pink walls,
Scratching at your surface,
Clawing up your sickly sweet bubblegum...
Ensnared.
And the day goes on,
Like any other day,
Silence, all around,
Loneliness, too profound...
Just the creaking,
Disjointed feet on missing stairs,
Just the squeaking,
Rusty fan on its orbit,
Just the screeching,
My nails on your walls,
Dumb, monotonous, bubblegum...
My nails and your hollow face, dark...


The walls close in,
Yet the distance grows
The afternoon sun,
Lazy, amorous, meaningless.
And then... dark, that's how it goes...
Buzzing in my ears,
Salty eyes,
Dreamless stare,
Do they suffice?
Drumming inside my head,
Heartache in lonely bed,
And screaming, scheming, seeming,
Reality invades, menacing...dark...


A tiny heart,
And its minuscule problems,
Yet this throbbing
Larger than life
In endless waters, I want to dive,
Never to resurface...
Yet my nails, those grossly curious nails,
Scratch at your surface,
Your myriad-hued rainbow,
Your pink pretty perfect life,
For one gulp of air,
For some love and care,
Scratch, rip, claw, tear,
Vaudeville and mindless fanfare...
Dark,
All around me, chasing, chasing,
Dark,
Engulfing, overpowering, omnipotent, severe,
Dark,
It's so dark in here...

The REPLYKA Series: HIGHWAY MAN

Punky:
Hey Highway Man...
What have you got there for me?
A yellow rose or a beer can...
Or are you just gonna let me be?
Oh Highway Man...
With your dusty peeling Chevy truck...
Seal this deal with a kiss,wont you?
Before you go into the sunset,into the dark...
I'm yours, Highway Man...
You smell of the road,the sky,the blue sea...
Take me as high as you can...
And i'll be...just me...so free...

Sap:
Hey Downtown Girl,
I've something for you here..
A guitar plectrum or a big black pearl
Its nothing for you to fear..
Oi, Downtown Girl,
With your voluptuous revealing Gypsy buttock..
Peal this meal with some zeal, won't you?
Before you fade away, leaving me moonstruck..
I'm yours, Downtown Girl,
You smell of home, love and joy..
Take me in, let our passion unfurl..
Let us be destroyed.

The REPLYKA series : CHASE

Punky:
chasing me..
from dawn to dusk...
with satin gloves and tiaras and muslin yards...your heart too...
to the horizon,at the end of the universe..
run run run...
and at the end of the rainbow...
you will find that elusive pot of gold...
and leprechauns...
and Pandora's Box,but open...
and me...
a mirage?
no...i am Hope..
and nothing more,nothing less...

Sap:
chasing you..
from towers to dungeons..
with crucifixes, stakes, holy water, and silver ammunitions
skip, run, scram, flee ..
fear what's going to be
tonight, I'm on grass..
and I'm here to kick some ancient arse
tonight, I'm gonna end the curse..
I'm gonna chivy you to your grave and reverse..
bitch, I'll shove two garlics in your nose..
as I behead thee, who casts no shadows ..
and as I expose you to the sunlight..
I see your spirit take a flight, alright ..
and, tonight as I fall asleep..
I just wish I'd your soul to keep.. ♥