Poetry by Jay Blount





*TEARS OF THE TIGER*


BROKEN EMOTIONS SMASHED AGAINST WALLS
AS SOCIETY CRUMBLES INTO DAYS FALL
CREATION OF NIGHT WERE ALL IS SEDATE
WERE DEATH AND POLLUTION START TO COPULATE
IN ONE NIGHT STANDS OF RANCID DELIGHT
ABORTING THEIR CHILD 'HOPE' IN THE BLOODSHOT NEON LIGHT


A CONJURED ILLUSION PAINTED SO BLEAK
THE LENGTH OF THE YEAR WAS CRUSHED INTO A WEEK
THE RAIN FELL UPWARDS AND ROTTED THE SKY
AND THE BIRDS WENT ON STRIKE AND REFUSED TO FLY
THE TEDDY BEAR FEATUS'S CLAPPED THEIR APPLAUSE
AND THE SHALLOW VAIN WASTES OF EXISTANCE WERE BRANDED AS WHORES


SUICIDE ,GENOCIDE WRAPPED UP AS GIFTS
UNWRAPPED BY LONLINESS GIVEN BY SORROW
TODAY IS CHOKED NO CHANCE FOR TOMMOROW
WE PRAYED AND WE PRAYED FOR A LENDING HAND
BUT ALL WE WERE GIVEN WAS AN HOUR GLASS FULL OF SAND.....


©Copyright 2001 Jay Blount




*DEMISE*


Relationships made relationships lost
You did it yourself
Now you know the cost
The frogs croak
The lions roar
A pile of money for the midnight whore
Did you think what keeps you ticking ?


Sattirical rapture densly unfolds
Like some medicine that was meant to cure but killed instead
And now the patient is stiff in his bed
Simply dignified or pleasantly parasitic ?
Dead and gone or simply not with it ?


Doors on half hinges
Urine filled syringes
Inject the planted nourishing roots
wild play of sorrow
Drifts into tommorow
For a lasting impression
To seize the depression
Is cancer the answer to what we require ?
your main desire ? your only flower ?
now everything has lost all power
and the taste of what you say to be love
becomes desolate and intruded like a rape victims eyes


The televison set exploded upon the fragile glass ceiling
The screams were heard for miles
For how could they live without such control
Without such lies ? without a schedule to aid their demise ?
How pleasant? how cruel ? do we create a genius or do we make a fool ?


Tarmac transplant residued fame
Everythings free now we all stake our claim
A million miles of land and sea developed illusion
Creative anarchy
keep me awake now
keep me dissolved
the death of humanity
the future resolved………..


©Copyright 2001 Jay Blount




*INFALLABLE*


MADE OF GOLD
MADE OF ICE
BOTH CAN BE BROKEN WITH THE ROLL OF A DICE
SIMPLY TRIUMPHANT AS IF NEVER TO LOSE
BUT ALL BREAKS DOWN TO THE PATH THAT YOU CHOOSE


I SHUT DOWN MY MIND
GIVE MY SOUL TIME TO THINK
WHILE THE BRAIN IS TORMENTED
BY THE POISON I DRINK
THE BITTER REALITY
SEEMS SO SURREAL
COS NOW I KNOW HOW REAL I FEEL


THE NIGHTS SKY IS LIKE A STUDDED DIAMOND CASE
COVERING UP THE HUMAN RACE
LIKE SOME BLANKET MADE FOR ALL TO SEE BUT NOT TO TOUCH
THE PRICE OF IMMORTALITY
IS TOO MUCH FOR MERE MORTALS TO COMPREHEND
AND IS WHY DEATH IS SOWN INTO OUR GENTIC CODE


TOLERANCE CAN ONLY GO SO FAR
BEFORE IT BENDS AND LEAVES A SCAR
LIMITLESS VISIONS DISSAPEER OUT OF MIND
HOOKED UP IN THE DARKNESS
HOLDS OUT A HAND TO LEND


THE TWISTS AND THE TURNS SEEM UNBEARABLE
BY ANYONES STANDARDS BY ANYONES SENSE OF
EMOTIONAL WELL BEING
DONT UNDERESTIMATE THE BIRDS IN SONG
FOR THEY KNOW WHAT WERE THINKING
EVEN WHEN WE SLEEP
WHEN WE ARE BORN
WHEN WE DIE
WHEN WE WEEP


©Copyright 2001 Jay Blount


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