New Stuff vs Not Much

Afternoon, all!

Just swinging by to introduce my new work. It's called 'No Sound'. Enjoy. It has been described by my dear friend Akash as being like "Shakespeare getting it on with John Nash before he lost the plot" - which is a pretty big endorsement.

So here it is, 'No Sound':

Where is the fire that burned your fingers, boy?
How did you find that Flame and
Tire your heart?
When did you feel like flying so badly
That you jumped at the cloud?
I perceive your melancholy shackles
That held you down
All broke up in iron-clad memory
There's no way back for you now
I will grab your frozen shoulders
"Why'd you leave us here?"
Why do I have to pretend that it's ok?
Doesn't that mean I am
Only riding your intensity?

Well, I guess you found your peace in the ground
And there is no sound
Yet we're still screaming!

Hey girl, where's your shocking individuality?
Or your sense of
Strained hypocrisy?
Why d'you need to find your solace
In your inability to shine?
I can see your small heart shaking
Yet too tough to break
We're caught up in violent memory
Why're you kissing me?
I will pull your
Ripped-up T-shirt
"Are you listening?"
Do you have to cry in
Your own scarred palms?
Does it bother you that
You know me?

Well, I guess you found your life in a refraction of yourself
And there is no sound
Yet we're still screaming!

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Oh, and I just wanted to say - UP THE GUNNERS!!

Peace.

Chris x x