The Witches

The witches gathered,
Around the coven.
Chanting, raving to an
INVISIBLE god.
Nakedness & Yells,
Sex with animals,
ALL TO THE GOAT.
This is their gathering,
This is their way of life.

BKH ’94





Ode To The Composer

For many years,
You were tortured,
Mentally & emotionally,

Never given the chance to shine.
But you soldiered on,
Through thick & thin,
You let your creative side take over,
& your new life begin.





Looking Through The Keyhole

Looking through the keyhole,
I notice the dim light.

That surrounds you,
Living You.
Makes you so bright.

I notice the killing,
That you do all the time.
The hearts that you slaughtered.
The one that was mine.

I remember the way,
The way that you looked.

Come Here, Tell me.
I want the book.

Yes the book.

With the future
that you want to live.

The one that you belong to.
The one that you relive.
It’s the one that you write in.
To record all your sins.
That you scream,
I want it
I’ll Kill You.
Without being seen.

The Circle is complete.
And our souls are here.
Let’s go to the judgement,
Where God is near.

BKH ‘94

 

The People Of Everyday Life

People, Places & dying faces,
Pigs slaughtered for food.
Natural Surroundings pollute the air.

All the people are doomed.

Forget your riches,
Forget the price,
Take your soul,
& Run with your life.

This is the end,
The time to die.


People watch out,
Your living the lie.

Darkness surrounds & Evil remains.

THIS IS IT…..
…The End of all life.
YELL!

You can’t hear a thing..

Your in a nocturnal place.
Where you can’t be seen.


BKH ’94
 

 

REDRUM

Life around ends,
Light turns to dark.
The clouds appear to suffocate.
Life is given to the smart.
Voices of friends & family
cry out for your soul.

You reach out with your hands,
But there’s nothing to hold.

In all it makes you want to
Cry out ,
R E D R U M

BKH ‘94






War Cry

Another year,
Another time.
Another war,
Some little crime.
This is the year,
we all live to die.

Echoing through the hills.
The horrid cry.

BKH ’94

 

The Definition Of Life

Why are people so different,
They stick to themselves.
The emotion barrier doesn’t exist.

All People do is
fight.
Argue,
Yell.
What ever happened to

L O V E.

P E A C E

What ever happened to

L I F E .


BKH ’94
 

 

As the Stress goes by…

When will all the stress go,
When can I Relax & smile
I don’t think that people know.
The pain that has been with me, for a while.

When it goes…
if it goes.

I can get on with my life.

Do the things….

….That I wanted to Do.

BKH ’97

 

The Love Trilogy

I
People they say,
Love will come someday.


II
Lost in the clouds,
My head in my hands,
Looking for love,
In far away lands.

III
I don’t know when,
Love’s gonna come.
But I hope that soon,`
I can find someone…
..To love.


BKH ’97







Little Girl In The WELL

There once was a girl,
who lived in a well,
so she wouldn't meet people or them see,
But the girl died sick,
so awfully quick,
and one that missed her most was me.


BKH ‘07

 

Where The Day Takes You

Where you live,
You are king.
Your on your own,
Time to begin.

The street is your home,
You live by no rules.

No One understands,
What you do,

Runaway again,
My Friend.

Runaway,
To where?

He don’t know.
Perhaps he’ll keep running?
& find a place to escape from it all.

To where the day takes you,
That’s what I believe.

BKH ‘96




You Showed Me

You showed me love,
That made me feel so good,
I tried to show you
Everything I could…

….But there were times,
when words came out wrong.
But I knew I loved you,
All along.

When I get angry, Just
Block it out.
I’ll calm down,
And I’ll stop to shout.

I admire you, I cherish you,
With all my heart.
I guess that’s what love is,
All about.

BKH ‘97




One Eye

Such radiant beauty,
I can only see her with one eye.

BKH ‘96

 

Art Class

Speechless, Ahh Shit.
What do they say.
Fuck It, Forget It.
Look the other way.

BKH ‘95
 

 

I’ll Meet You

I’ll Meet you way down in there.
I’ll Take you if you lie,
Cheat or even eat me.
& you’ll most likely die.

BKH ‘95






The Days are so lonely….

The days are so lonely,
I need a place to hide.
The weather gets so cold when,
I walk all the time.
I need to escape this place,
Before I die.
BKH ‘94
 

 

Pushing It Up

Pushing It Up,
Getting the rush,
Your Body starts to shudder,
You feel the cold stream,
It’s just the dream,
& you start to stutter.

It’s a thrill
It’s a game,
It will kill you
All the same.

Sure feels good.
But for how long,
You’ll need some more,
& then your gone.
Tighten your grip,
Tighten your spine.
Let it all flow free,
Your life’s on the line.




Seeking interpreted wisdom

Being around this person,
- A tree of knowledge,

I am but the child scavenging the leafs,
that fall from her branches,

I want her to know,
I am not a parasite that sucks life,
from beneath her bark and coverings.

Photosynthesis,

I am the water,
So little can make her so big.

I thank you, I care.
I want to be you.







Third Person Heaven

Third person heaven,
I see all life past me by,
I’m on the outside.
Looking at my own life.

Staring in, at the cloudy photo album
of ones lifetime.

Could this be the end,?
Is this the ever changing meaning of life?

 

Christmas

Christmas and presents,
Fake smiles with gifts.

This is the festive season,

Rejoice and make happiness,
Even though your not.


Escape the fake laughter,
By going outside,

Get away from the talk,
Go for a walk.



 

The Journey
Self Discovery

The Escape

Lingering Sounds,
With Echoing chills
People yelling with
Dying fears.

You want to get out,
Into the sanctuary,

To escape
The stress
That
Follows you
Near.

Believe in yourself,
& the life you live.
Paradise & Heaven will
Always be there.

Trap all the emotion.
In a cupboard in the back
Of your mind.

Bring out the good stuff.
& Share it in time.

BKH ’94

 

The End Of Temptation

She was the devil,
Her soul was red,

Her body was an ancient beauty,
That made men dread.

She killed all, she saw.
And Did not stop.
Then came the angel,
& cleansed all around.

The people were praying,
But without a sound.

She rid, the sin.
That once took hold.

Now this world,
Is like a new born child.

BKH ‘94

 

Revenge

I was angry with a foe,
So I killed him very slow.
I told no-one & the guilt began to grow.

Then came the return of my foe.
Much more stronger, smarter than I.

Then Death drew upon me,
& I too began to Die.

BKH ‘94

 

 

Famine

….The babies are still.

The hunger that dissolves in and out.
Lingers on…..

….Through the Still of the night,
& the killing of the day.

They try even harder.
To keep awake, To survive.
Tightening muscles, gasping for air.

The feeling of death is coming my child.
It’s coming closer & closer.
It’s coming to you at a rapid rate.
Looking for you and it’s other victims.

The motionless child lays in it’s mother’s arms.
Not bothering about the flies & the hot summer sun
Eat at their face..
She Knows her child is gonna die.
She knows nothing can stop it.

BKH ’94

 

 

The Band

They played a soft deep,
Dark tune.

It sounded good,
But before I could enjoy
What I could hear.

The Band started to play
a faster melody.

What was it?
BKH ‘94
 

 

The Temptation

“ You can touch my fruit,
Come On, Eat it, Eat my Fruit ”
The old grey ragged women said.
Reaching out to me like the devil with money.

I turned away and began to walk off.

“touch my fruit. It is young & full of Juice”

I turned back around & in disbelief,
A beautiful, naked women stood in front of me.
She smiled.
I cried.
She sat down, and surrendered her legs.

“ You can touch my fruit,
Come On, Eat it, Eat my Fruit ”

Looking down at the body, her lips wide apart.
I stepped forward.
Into a still world.

BKH ’94
 

 

 

Into The Sunset

When the day is out,
The sun goes down.
We hold hands & walk
Into the sunset.
BKH ’97


 

Into The Night

I want us to be,
With the stars at night
I want us to see,
The moon so bright.

BKH ‘97




 

The Vampire’s Kiss

The vampire’s kiss is not what it seems.
The vampire’s kiss is unlike the normal kiss.
The Emotion is still the same,
And it’s still from the mouth,
But the love,
Is the flow of blood,
From the neck,
Orgasmic pleasures, arise erections,
From your brain you float into a
Lightness, unconsciousness.

Darkness.

BKH ‘97


 

Chasing The Shadow

Strange lives surround you,
Feelings pollute your soul.
Rage and Fear for fill you,
Tremors in your mind take hold.
I see that you
Want me to
S
L
I
D
E

To the bottom of
The
Well
That
You
Hide.

Chasing the shadow called death,
Lives of love, ones of lust.
Chasing the shadow of time.
Come forth those devils in line.

Strangers voices rocket your heart.
Leaving you tortured,
Torn apart.

BKH ‘97

 

 

The Spirit of the Warrior

Oh great Indian warrior,
Where is your feather?.
Did you loose it in a battle?
Or was it taken away?

Hear the chanting.
Hear the babies of the tribe.

Some Indians dance in a ring of dirt.
A funeral,
A dance for a loved one.
A dance for you the warrior.

Unearth & raise the souls of your forefathers.
Bring forth the spirit horse to take you, the dead.
Let the horse guide your soul & mind
to the eternal resting place of tribes
of long ago.

Dance with them, Dance, Dance
Dance on fire, Dance.

The spirit horse has come my friend.
Go old friend leave me,
Join your family in the sky, your tribe.

Your feather is in your hair,
Let the god’s wind, blow it for eternally.

Your heart will always be with us,
To live another day.








Time to Awake

Listen for the cries of forgiveness,
Listen to the soft lies,
soft lies,
(smile).
Look into death’s eyes.
You’ll see,
You’ll see,
(Me).
All in due time my love.

Wrinkled sheets,
sweat free flowing from
naked young bodies.

His rising, for her.
She’s open for him.

Entering slowly,
Impossible concentration.
Thoughts now flowing as the
sweat on the sheets & bodies.
The stream of creaming liquid
Enters the tunnel of love.
Ohhh,
impossible concentration.

[To ]

BKH ‘96-97
 

 

The Dead, Dead Life

When the blue sky dies,
& turns a Grey.

I see your figure in the rain that nears.
I see your eyes.
Oh what a sight.

The fields of sorrow,
Pollute fears inside my soul.

Guilt, waves of life.
Flood and drowns me.

Kill me with those soft lies.
Stab me to death with your heart of steel.

Dead heart, dead life.
Still born,
Awake for another day.

BKH ’94

 

 

Could It Be Easier Being GAY

I am so sick of women right now.
KILL ME, with a broken glass dildo.
FUCK
Maybe It could Be Easier just being a gay guy.
I mean think about it.
They dress better
They get on better with women
They usually are good looking
Usually have good bodies too.
It's the sex thing I'm not too fussed about.
Maybe I should stick to being a lesbian
 

 

The Rape

Arms were blades,
Her Legs were knifes,

The Stake,
Was raping the virgin life.
It Clutched her breast,
She surrendered her vulva.

It protruded her skin,
& She shook and shuddered,

Blood flowed furiously without no stop.
Her Skin had ripped,
& the torture took hold.

BKH ’95



 

 

The Great Masturbator

She was an old woman,
But she needed it,
She tried to buy it, but-
Couldn’t afford it.

To relieve the stress,
She did it herself.

She played with her jewel,
And felt with the pleasure,

Head back,
Back arched,
Legs apart.

Her fingers reached into the
Swollen mouth.

Colours of pleasures absorbed
Within.
She fucked it and loved it,
Until she gave in.

The oozing, thrills & pleasure
That dripped out & tossed
Her about.

She loved it & liked it,
& did it again.

BKH ’95



 

The Temptation Of St Anthony

Gentle Hills,
Children Play.

Horses parade with a circus sway.
Bigger Beast with royal get up.
Elephants with spider leg-ups.

There coming to us.
In a fit of rage.
To bad it wasn’t another day.

They are higher then the heavens,
Watch out their mad.
Well, So they say.
This why, they come this way.
Notice the horses scar,
A present from an angry master.
It’s bleeding,
See, there’s the blood.
Sorry St Anthony,
your time has come.

BKH ‘95

 

THE CLOWN THAT DIED

The clown wore no make up,
and his smile seemed forced and lonely,
for the sake of others he said,
now walking very very slowly.

He came across a morning rose,
that glisten in this said light,
And so on his lapel it showed,
to show all, as it seemed right.

Yet the problem was, that he didn't know,
was 'tis morning rose still needed life,
and without water and love daily,
thus treatment would deem not right.

Although sweet and kind mainly,
his ignorance did him no good,
as the rose kept dying painfully,
'clown did everything he could.

Now the rose did died slowly,
and was dead not too long.
When 'tis clown was in a worry,
when he realised he did wrong,

He never listened to her morning song,
that Just one tear that could, just might,
bring her back from this death which was wrong,
and be back together with life.
For good, the rose had gone and as such,
Life for the clown wasn't important as much,
6 feet under he ended up seeing
alone again he ended up being.

But the rose song, 'tis in the afterlife,
he could recall, with out his might.
"Every morning I love you my sweet,
Now damn fool, pay attention,
now when do we eat."
 

 

Here I Sit

Here I sit, In a room with four bare walls,
grey, No windows,
It's dead, has no soul,
Like me,
To whoever will listen, The great creator of being,
I want her to know, Can this message get to her,
Or is the line down,

Grant me one more chance, Morrison's hour for magic.
If it can be, I will be free, I want to be the one,
that she can love, I want time with her,
To shine,
To show her what, and who, I really am,
To colourise my kansas day, With her,
there would be adventure,
With her I will shine, To her, She gets my heart,
she would be my soul.

But she doesn't know this,
I don't think she even cares,
Alas she doesn't know this,
the heart, the love,
is not there,
I don't know what I should do,
I don't know anymore.
You, the one I dream of,
Now my nightmare,
So sore.
 

 

The Girl, The Mirror.


For the first time ever,
I was genuinely tongue tied.

For the first time ever,
I couldn’t find the words, to say.
Yet everything you said felt right,

Everything you said,
Made me smile,
warmed my cold night,

They say the pen is mightier than the sword,
But neither could be found to protect me or
save me from you.

Honesty on a whole new level,

I was in the presence of greatest,
Beauty, intelligence and flair

A lethal combination most of the time,

Yet, with you It felt right,
It felt safe,
I felt at home.
Like an old friend who I’ve known a lifetime.

A gentle smile,
A bohemian style.
A gracious tone,
A mirror,
my mirror.

Like pages in new book,
A world of new discovery,

I thank you.

 

BOOK

With Many themes, characters and twists,

This is a tale, where the third act isn’t written yet,
Act two is a classic,
Filled with all the great lines and magical locations,
and features the two most
Loveable lead characters,

The theme is such,
A story about love,

About truth and honesty.
About Adventure…
Romance..
Drama..

A life should be all these things.

Possibly a world,
A universe,
A mirror, A level plane,
That you never thought existed,

Perhaps only ever in a book,
Or in your imagination.

The introduction Dedications would be so few,

But an ending thank you would only be for you.





HEAT


I look at her,
I know what she is thinking without even asking,
I think she can see right through me,

Should I ask her if she can see my heart?
As it is constantly skipping a beat

I have nothing to hide,
I feel like a teacher to her student,
Yet I am the one that feels…
Vulnerable.

It feels so good, yet so taboo.

But why?

Is it the attraction of the unknown?
Or have I known her all along?

Is it because it is something I can’t have?

Or am I just an admirer of something beautiful?
and what she represents.

A dream perhaps?

To hold her to feel her warmth,

Friendly, Caring, Maternal.

I could hold her in my arms forever.

Feel her heart against mine,

Still skipping.

But slowly warming.

 

She Needs Hugs

When you hug her,
You can feel that's she missing something
in her life?, In her Heart?
What exactly, I don’t know for sure.
When you feel her warmth, you feel her love.

She will hug me and not let go,
She smells my neck, I melt.

She holds her ear up against my beating chest
Still holding on strong.
I won’t let her go.
I need her now.

I hold her small, fragile body,
petite, yet well lived.

Everything about her, Beautiful, yet-
we never kiss,
we never kiss.

A symbolic one kiss,
would mean so much,
We never kiss,
complications,
Impossible concentration,
we never kiss.

The day the kiss arrives,
If it ever does?
We will know -

Whether our hugging,
and each other,
will continue forever.
We will know..
We will know.

 

The Aftermath -
The Dance

Some day

Hey, Hey, Hey Believe in me,
I’ll be a man some day.
Hey, Hey, Hey I know what you need.
I’ll Get around to it some day.

But ‘Till then I need you by my side,
‘Cause now I need a place to hide.
I’m going out,
I might just die.
But that’s the chance,
Of suicide.

Hey, Hey, Hey Believe in me,
I’ll be a man some day.
Hey, Hey, Hey I know what you need.
I’ll Get around to it some day.
Some day.
Some day.

It’s getting cold.
I’m going down.
Running around with my head to the ground.
Hearing sounds in my mind.
Knowing about my life on the line.

Hey, Hey, Hey Believe in me,
I’ll be a man some day.
Hey, Hey, Hey I know what you need.
I’ll Get around to it some day.

But ‘Till then I need you by my side,
‘Cause now I need a place to hide.
I’m going out,
I might just die.
But that’s the chance,
Of suicide.

Hey, Hey, Hey Believe in me,
I’ll be a man some day.
Hey, Hey, Hey I know what you need.
I’ll Get around to it some day.
Some day.
Some day.
Some day.

BKH ’96

 

Day’s - Mark I

Day’s aren’t days,
Since your love went away.
Nights aren’t nights when I sleep alone.

I yearn to kiss your lips of fire.
I Can see your love standing by.

Seeing you sad, alone,
without me,
I’m mad

I Just need some more of your love.
Be here with me now,
Tonight.

Day’s aren’t days,
Since your love went away.
Nights aren’t nights when I sleep alone.


 

Day’s - Mark II

Day’s aren’t days,
Since your love went away.
Nights aren’t nights when I sleep alone.

I yearn to touch your breast of fire.
To Re-Kindle the beauty,
the ancient desire.

I want to touch your sultry lips,
& Kiss them very slow.

Swallow your juices of our love.
As I go down.

 

Mean Muther Fooker

When I left my school.
I didn’t learn nothing.
When I walked the streets,
That’s when I learnt something.

I learnt to adapt.
& didn’t take crap.
You had to be rough.
Hell, You had to be Tough.
You had to be right.
& win at a fight.

People would say,
You end is near.
I’d turn & Say,
SHIT-A,
& pass them a beer.

‘Cause I’m a mean muther fooker,
Ohh yeah,
‘Ohh I’m a mean muther fooker,
That’s who I am man.
‘Ohh I’m a mean muther fooker,
‘Ohh I’m a real mean muther fooker,
That’s who I am man.
BKH ’97


 

 

Say what you will

Alright!
You & Me,
Had been together,
‘gether for such a long, long time.
Love was there baby, but the thrill
Had gone away.

So you left, & I cried.
& all I have now, baby,
is a sure cold slab of pride.

Ohh you can say what you will,
You can do what you try.
You can tell all about me,
But all it’s gonna do is,
Make me die, inside.

Now it is time, Girl.
Time to draw the line.
If you want to be, stay with me,
Well better hurry up and try.
To love me again.
Cause, I’m feeling down.
& I’m leaving town.
To find a place to die.
Some day.

Ohh, you can say what you will,
To the grave if you try.
If you don’t want me babe.
Rot in hell, & I hope you die.

BKH ‘97

 

When You Left Me (With a hole in my Heart)

Hey baby, when you left me,
With a hole in my heart.
& Had to start, all over again.
You didn’t seem to notice,
The pain within.

Now everyday, seems just like the last.
Don’t know now, where I belong.
Drinking myself into a slow death,
Just because you were the one.

Now, cause I get angry,
And I get a little upset.
Doesn’t really mean I never loved you.
Now I’m real sorry,
& I want you back.

Hey baby, when you left me,
With a hole in my heart.
& Had to start, all over again.
You didn’t seem to notice,
The pain within.

Now everyday, seems just like the last.
Drinking by myself at the bar,
It seems when I get so lonely,
All I want is the love that you are.

BKH ’97
 

 

BEGIN AGAIN

Oh I didn't mean to hurt you when I did,
It just slipped out, I've forgot what even was said.
But I can see your angry,
And you have your right to be.
But I hope you can forgive it all,
And say you still love me.

We've been through so much together,
And I don't wanna see it end like this,
Surely you can see I love you,
And we can move on together,
And start the fix.

This relationship that was so strong,
In tatters for a mistake that wasn't
In spite.
I hope you'll give me a chance ,
and you to reconsider,
Allow me to wrong the right.

We lost our baby,
And I know it hurts,
But surely our love is strong enough,
To regroup and start a brand new life.
Forget it all for now,
And start a brand new life.

She's in a better place now,
And she knows both her parents
love her so.
But she would rather see us happy,
Then mourning her time to go.

We've been through so much together,
And I don't wanna see it end like this,
Surely you can see I love you,
And we can move on together,

And start the fix.
This relationship that was so strong,
In tatters for a mistake that wasn't
In spite.

I hope you'll give me a chance ,
and you to reconsider,
Allow me to wrong the right.

 

 

COHEN & CANDLIGHT

Dinner was cooked for you, and the dishes are done,
the kids are out, So it's now just us,
There's no more excuses tonight.
You see, I don't wanna hear,
anymore excuses tonight.

CHORUS
I wanna dance naked slowly with you,
To the sounds of cohen and by candlelight.
I will kiss you all over slow,
I no longer wanna fight,
There's no more excuses tonight.
No more excuses tonight.

I wanna treat you like the woman that you are,
But you never give me the chance,
I want to praise you and treat you right,
So please no more excuses tonight,
No more excuses tonight.

It's taken until now, to get you on side,
I want to be with you, but you keep wanting to hide.
Don't be embarrass , don't be uptight.
If it feels so good, then it must feel right,
No more excuses tonight.

CHORUS

I want to work on that connection,
With kisses, flowers, and song.
Yet How am I to build this connection?
When everything I seem to do is wrong?
Give each other a chance to work, allow me to perform,
You will finally see, I thank you and
That I've loved you all along.

CHORUS

I wanna touch your body gently and ohh so slow,
kiss each inch of skin tenderly,
so then it should surely show,
You mean the world to me, woman.
More than you will ever, ever know.
So no more excuses tonight.

CHORUS

There's no more excuses tonight.
No more excuses tonight.
I wanna dance naked slowly with you,
To the sounds of cohen and by candlelight.

I will kiss you all over slow,
I no longer wanna fight,
There's no more excuses tonight.
No more excuses tonight.

 

 

DON's 12 BAR BLUES

One was the number
That best described me –

Two was you baby,
And what we came to be –

Let me see that beauty moving –
So I too can begin to show –

You rock my world, turn it upside down-
You kiss, your whispers, baby –

Have turned this clown
Have turned this clown

Don't ya know whatcha doing girl,
You know the animal is out.

Don't ya know whatcha doing darling,
It's primal, expect a shout.

Three means, mean hail mary's,
To redeem me of my sins

Of the passion that will happen baby-
As four goes to tha floor,

Shall we begin?
Shall we begin?

Let me see that beauty movin' –
So I'll to can begin to show.

You rock my world, turn it upside down,
Your kiss, your whispers baby –

Have turned this clown,
Have turned this clown.