The Funeral

Walking out I count the 25 steps it takes to reach the tree

I stand there for a few minutes taking in the scene

Tears and wails, the sorrow hits you like high tide

it’s another 40 steps until I’m part of the crowd

another 2 to say my goodbye.

I pitch my shovel in, dirt in my hands

I pick it up pass it on.

I walk away and weep

It’s 80 steps to make it back to the car

I sit in the back seat thinking

Solomon would trade his diamonds to know

Solomon would trade his diamonds for snow.

Drink

Drink from the lips of your lover,

even though you’re just cars passing along the road,

Think that there’ll be nothing above her

Forget that you have nowhere else to go

Hold her closely like a pleasant memory

because it’s not the heart you cherish it’s the heart you save

and when you’re time together becomes black as emery

and her face is like the embers of a photograph

that’s when you have to be brave

Tell her what’s exactly on your mind

even when you’ve become like strangers on a train

struck out of that affection you’ve become blind

you should take time to look on her pain

Love her because she loves you

and it’s not the easiest of tasks

she puts nothing above you

just so you can let go of your pasts masks

So Drink from the lips of your lover

because sometimes you don’t get to quench that thirst.

Carousel

We turn and we turn and we turn and we turn

thinking that it’s just a matter of time

I look you up, you look me down and we play games with each other minds

Who’s on top?  Who’s down below and who’s holdin you down?

We spin on this carousel even when there’s nobody around.

Maybe it’s my ego or  I’m just trippin cause I know you wait for me

like I wait for you.

I remember lookin at you, saving you a seat and hopin you would follow through

And I felt a vibe, when you were close so I tried, you wouldn’t give me access

but then you didn’t tell me  I was denied

and it was my pride that made me try a little harder

it was the smell of your hair that made me go a little farther

I was swimmin lost at sea, gone so fast I couldn’t tread the water

and I know you stress me but for a lot of other girls I wouldn’t bother

I try to play it cool, but I know I would be a fool to let you go

So I’m tellin you I know that you know that I know too.

Can’t wait for the next ride on your carousel, cause there’s no tellin what i’m gonna do.

Atlas V.1

I looked upon my would be assassin, studying his face curiously and wondering If I should ever get the chance, I would take it upon myself to-

Then I heard the click, the jam and saw the fire. It felt like somebody had dug a hook into the front of my face and pulled backwards onto my neck. I could see but couldn’t see. Sight had been replaced with touch, touch had been replaced with smell, hearing had been replaced with sight. But I knew at exactly that moment I had been rolling around in a pile of my own shit and piss.

Teddy. (Do U kno what U feel?)

Why do we fear love? You can’t lose love. You can temporarily misplace love, in our absent mindedness maybe we put love down somewhere and became so busy afterwards that we thought we lost it. All we have to do is just relax and turn around. Turn right around and love will be right there.

Wink Academy Trailer

Here’s the second Trailer for the Wink Makeup Studio and Academy. I hope you enjoy.
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Wink academy Teaser

Here’s a little teaser for a shoot I did at a makeup show. Send your love down the well.

Game Mania.

I logged onto gamesmania, mainly because I had been paying for it for a year and had no idea. I wanted to check out some games, mainly Just Cause. and this is what was recommended to me as a Game I would Like.

Needless to say that I no longer have a gamesmania account.

Sky

My heart feels like a slave to the time
lost at sea drifting with the tides
I open my arms to teh unforgiving sky
and scream for any and all gods to send rain
down onto me, down onto this sea
through my skin, beneath the waves
pouring through my memories
I lie awake looking at the birds that fly by
as my arms become heavy
and my shoulders shift their load
and I sleep but I do not dream
all my eyes and soul see is black
and against this black, infinite abyss
I push with all my soul
and slowly pinholes appear
white and beautiful, yellow on my skin
they become the stars of my endless night
warm and cool the this void shifts into indigo
cutting into this despair
and when I strain my eyes,
I can see the shore.

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