Demand and Supply

You are the law of demand and supply Doing what it takes to get by You don’t dig it. You’ve got a profit Demand and Supply 2021© Andrew Watkins

A Dark Synergy A Everything Song: Ocean Spray by the Manic Street Preachers

Extended Haiku Poem

An image like a vine carries negativity from my earth to sky Rooting me to spot the greenfly of hope die there and fall off in clumps The sound of calling cancels growth of emotion empathy regained I trot to dinner where the fruits of our labours drown us in a haze Falling and climbing

Word Commander

If I was all like A Word Commander Be it A Word Commander I’d be your walking talkin’ Word Commander, I. am Word Commander Seeing the World Commander Not gonna let it be a bad World Commander Give me your word commander We can give you my Word Commander yeah dig your Word Commander just

Breathe Away

It’s just in my head A race car revving its engine And accelerating acrid smoke going up my nose and into my eyes runaway time No escape from the pressure It’s a pressure cooker on slow cook tenderising my brain making gravy out of thoughts making films out of visions Standing in line normality is shattered

Emblazion!!

The rock of ages the r-o-k of ages past Can you see the future In the bottom of your glass? Rock the ages past Rock the ages past Can you see your future in the bottom of a glass? lost for inspiration drowning in despair the dove spots land it’s a tigers lair Camelot comes calling

mad medley

I’m the one you are looking for +1+2+3+4 Stare up at the ocean Look up to the sky … the world is in motion and we are passers-by I’m the one you’re looking for +1+2+3+4 Eleven in a bed and the little one said Roll over, roll over So we all rolled over and one

The Future

Articulate in yer face! May I stay here and listen to you while my mind and senses explore on replay. Still here talking! On replay On replay Someone is bringing fresh drinks over on replay on replay The party is busy but i don’t care on replay on replay She’s not here but you’ll do

One Liners

‘Fire a harpoon into the past…’ She was beautiful… I’ve got to get out of here… No time like the present… Or the past… ‘Fire a harpoon into the past…’ I should like that… I do like that.. Fire a harpoon into the past Faces, faces, I’m coming last (coming at last) I’m coming at last… I’m

Nitrogen Two

Nitrogen Girl you see the part The wholesale of a broken 💓 Waiting to be discovered The seventy percent of me that no-one sees Nitrogen Girl in you i have found A reason to stick around hoping You stick around too Seventy percent of me and you Nitrogen girl its so sad its only gonna