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A Love for the Rain
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Greek Summer
So long doggy so long
so long doggy so long
so long doggy so long
so long doggy so long
I’m from a gamelan of mighty gongs
ah ha
My bells be ringing to a new number
uh hurgh
I am just stepping out the brouhaha
ah haa
I’m a Greek summer
I’m a Greek summer
I’m from a gamelan of mighty gongs
ah ha
so long doggy
My bells be ringing to a new number
uh hurgh
so long doggy
I am just stepping out the brouhaha
ah haa
so long doggy
I’m a Greek summer
I’m a Greek summer
Gna beat that doggy
never bow down
Gna beat that doggy
never bow down
Gna beat that doggy
never bow down
Gna beat that doggy
never bow down
I mince like vision is my real estate
ah ha
I roll up reeking like a deep space rave
oh ho
I tears off miseries like Sea-lotape
oh ho
Real love playing on the radio
I’m from a gamelan of mighty gongs
ah ha
so long doggy
My bells be ringing to a new number
uh hurgh
so long doggy
I am just stepping out the brouhaha
ah haa
so long doggy
I’m a Greek summer
I’m a Greek summer
Real ain’t playing on the radio
Real is playing in the rain
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3. |
Wild Animus
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Sunlight
07:45
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Sunlight
Why does he walk the river?
Maybe he killed a man
He stops
Looks at his filthy hands
and keeps walking
Kid is an alien listen
He lives in an age of foolery
It isn’t his aim to fit in
Maybe the river’s his way to forget
Maybe the kiddy is walking be
cause he is strange in the cortex
Maybe a thing he’s after
swims in the water there
Dragging its body in weeds and algae
Using a straw for air
He looks. Something moves
He looks at his hands again
A jogger that’s dragging a dog hard
Jogs past and yanks the chain
Her earpods blocking the sounds of life as it dies screaming
She drags her dog off in the flat white evening
The kiddy observes
His eyes filling with dirt and grief
He sees a riot coming
Sees bodies that hurt and bleed
Sees fractions
Splitting to further fractions
A child lie dreaming
A preacher with a wild eye preaching
On the ruins of an airport
In a hot dry hungry
So He walks until the town comes country
And the river runs quicker
But deep clean darker
And he walks beneath trees
a little calmer
Until at last where a warehouse
is swallowed by the weeds
He stops, sits among em
And breaths
I don’t feel like I’m dying when I’m side by side with you
Feel something liven in my intestines for you
So hold me tight and I will risk my life for you
Just gimme one night to forget the danger outside
It isn’t madness
It’s a world war he says
A war the world fed and which my mind has made
The war that rages frantic in asylum greys
When I close my eyeses rises in a tidal wave
That’s made of guns and mischief
The Made of bloody hands >
That bang the glass while I am
Lying / Trying hard to understand
The sense of any given day
World war bristling in my thickened veins
Wind that whips and
Rain that inundates
I feel too mad much
For this real so numb me
I feel too keenly for this
Cunt of a country
That I love
That cut its sons tear ducts before they reach puberty
Where Love’s a dog we beat brutally and drag to die
Prophets strung up
Margins maximised
Refugees drowning in the damp divide
I see and hear it all
It all is swelling in my lower throat
I wrap a scarf around it buttoning my overcoat
And walking
as far as any can from streets and storefronts >
Along the river where the trees are crowding and the mud is wet
And I will walk until decay claims my organs
And exhaustion draws me down and every sun has set
Come with me cos I
I don’t feel like I’m dying when I’m side by side with you
Feel something liven in my intestines for you
So hold me tight and I will risk my life for you
Just gimme one night to forget the danger outside
I don’t feel like I’m dying when I’m side by side with you
The light looks fine and vibrant when we’re thigh to thigh it’s true
So hold me tight and I will risk my life for you
Just gimme one night to forget the danger outside
Call me strange she says
But I am into you
Your eyeses have a hidden moon
That rises when you’re grinning you
Are winning babber babber you’re a fanfare
Whatever weirdness thickens in your insides and drags you down
I am a frightened little infant too
Pikachu
With various disguises that I don as armour / Here
Take my arm you are a queer
Warm stunner
and as pleasing as an onamarta peia
Warm is what I’m after
The cool kids can do a runner now
Let’s snuggle up and hunker down
While the world coming like
Scenes from Bucarau
And grief swings in
Unannounced
At least let’s have
a stark nude wrestle
And then lie fragrantly
Stinking of pheromones
and ancient cheese
Chuckling
From now until the tealight’s guttering
My lover lover lover stay with me
Cos I’m telling you I
I don’t feel like I’m dying when I’m side by side with you
Feel something liven in my intestines for you
So hold me tight and I will risk my life for you
Just gimme one night to forget the danger outside
I don’t feel like I’m dying when I’m side by side with you
The light looks fine and vibrant when we’re thigh to thigh it’s true
So hold me tight and I will risk my life for you
Just gimme one night to forget the danger outside
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5. |
Abigail
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Dear Cousin
Meanwhile, Adnan crouches on the lower deck
Watching the coastguards’ headlights approaching then
Two men in masks leap aboard, attach a rope and when
Adnan tries to catch their eye they are off and gone
Nobody’s telling what is going on / what’s going on
Confusion is the element they’re soaking in
800 of them crammed into a boat that’s meant
for stowing ten to thirteen
Every time a person moves the vessel’s lurching
Every tendon in his body tense, his bones are stiff
from crouching and it seems as if every cell is motion-sick
He’s from the mountains you know, he isn’t meant for seas
Missing his nephew and his friend Haseeb
He shuts his eyes. That’s when the panic hits
The whole ship tips to the side - beads of an abacus
the people are screaming as another tug rocks the boat
Adnan is wide-eyed : there are children locked below
There is little Simran! There is little Omar!
Above the screams he pleads with the coastguards
Please - please - stop pulling stop sirs!
You will drown us, it will not work!
But there is nobody available to hear
Just the death slide and the flailing and the fear
And the headlights of the coastguard boat watching
As the dark swallows us all.
Wake..
Wake up!
Dear cousin
I am sickened from inside
How the d’you ever get so distant from the light?
When did hate become the central piston in your pride?
and when d’you get so gullible to vicious little lies?
Especially the lies of the lizard in his tie
Who says really splendid Richard isn’t it divine
And takes your salary to mop his spillages of wine
And keep you prisoned up inside a rigid little life?
Thought I knew you
You open spirited and kind
Loyal to yr friends down for silliness and light
Hearted banter no truck
with restriction and divides
As long as they don’t tek emself too serious it’s fine
But now look
Look as we swinging to the right
Look as the Sun seeds division in yr mind
Look I don’t care if your opinion isn’t mine
I don’t care what liquid’s in yr pint
Just fucking fucking fucking
Dear cousin
Meet me by the tunnel entrance
I’ll walk you through the gap between the fucking fences
I take you to the shack where Omar dreams
That he is choking on the sea like his friends did
Wake up
Wake up
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I See Ghosts
I see ghosts gather for the feast look
I see my great great granddad he’s a priest
Jamaica sugarcane blackening his teeth
He is nodding at my great granddad who’s a thief
And I’m sat here in between
look - with my granny in her fancy jewels
Who’s saying
“Don’t forget you’re grammar schooled
Don’t forget your dad was to the manor born”
And she’s on a croquet lawn very manicured
I turn, and see my great gramps’ feet are manacled
And my nana from my mother’s side is ducking cannonballs
Ducking in to shattered doors
And coming back with corpses
Twisted and staggering and ashen forms
That she’s nursing in a front garden
With her hands bloody
Cursing at the bombardment
And her knees muddy
Cursing at the bombs popping
And the jagged beams
And there is Uncle John
Cursing at the Japanese
Babbling in Ancient Greek in a cold bath
With his dogs and his pipe and his old scars
What’s the matter with him?
It’s all the noise and the clamour
Boys running out the jungle and he has to kill em
And every day he wakes aching from the shrapnel in him
Till he is an asteroid in blackness that
Can’t forgive him
All my ancestors broken up and strange
Some are loving, some are woven up in hate
Some are blood and liquor soaked and some are saints
Some made their money off of slaves
Some are noble as a spade
Some are dirt-rich
Look among em there are foremen there are servants
There are there are
Poor Pawn brokers here there are merchants
Look, there are sheep farmers there are nurses
and all of them are in me
All are in me as a bone
So never think you know me cos you don’t
Said all of them are in me
All are in me as a bone
So never think you know me cos you don’t
I see ghosts
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8. |
Blessed Love
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9. |
Curiouser and Curiouser
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Dizraeli Bristol, UK
Multi-instrumentalist MC, singer, producer from Bristol, UK,
distributing explosions that journalists find hard to describe.
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