AaronGott• Show poetry

>Aaron

>14

>NZ

Loving Life


>fav bands: Pink Floyd, Marillion, Genesis(Peter Gabriel), Jethro Tull, The Doors, The Beatles, Yes, Arctic Monkeys, The Kinks, Led Zeppelin, Joy Division


>fav albums: Wish you were here, script for a jesters tear, Selling England By The Pound, Minstrel in the gallery,Strange Days, Revolver, Close To The Edge, Whatever people say i am, thats what im not, The Village Green Preservation Society, Led Zep I, Unknown Pleasures



>favourite writers/lyricists: Fish, Peter Gabriel, Jim Morrison, Roger Waters, Ian Anderson, Ray Davies, Ian Curtis





"When footlights dim in reverence to prescient passion
forewarned my audience leaves the stage, floating ahead
perfumed shift, within the stammering silence, the face
that launched a thousand frames,betrayed by a porcelain
tear, a stained career."

"On the rebound, fumbling all the lines,
decay, on the vertical mile, with a horizontal aim
conversation, needs translation
3 dimensions down dissolving on the cinderella search,
cinderella search

the footman memorised the number
but the prince still holds both the slippers
and would you leave a palace, for a bedsit
and canterbury tales

maybe it was infatuation or the thrill of the chase
maybe you were always beyond my reach
or my heart was playing safe
but was that love in my eyes i saw
or the reflection of mine
i never really knew for sure
you never really gave me time

welcome back to the circus

i always use the cue sheets
but never the nets

always the the cue sheets
but never the nets

never the nets, never the nets, never the nets,
nevertheless, nevertheless, nevertheless
welcome back to the circus!"

"A love song, with no validity
pretend you never meant that much to me
numb, our valium child
bored by meaningless collisions"

"huddled in the safety of a psuedo silk kimono
wearing bracelets of smoke, naked
of understanding

nicotine smears
long long dried tears
invisible tears

safe in my own words
learning from my own words
cruel joke

huddled in the safety
of a psuedo silk kimono
a morning mare rides

in the starless
shutters
of my eyes

the spirit of a misplaced
childhood is rising
to speak his mind

to this orphan of heartbreak
disullusioned and scarred
a refugee

safin in the sanctuary
safe."

all above lyrics by fish (derek dick)