By |June 20th, 2014|

This is a matter of life or death, I’m righteous yet
I still adhere to medication with suicidal side effects
The super-ego that’s the self-critic inside your head
I am my own worst enemy because everything outside these lens
Does not exist, so where […]

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Sweet Lies

By |June 2nd, 2014|

By Scapefiend &
David Holloway

David Holloway (c)

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Will Surprise and Arise

By |May 16th, 2014|

In a land faraway in a depth of a cave
Far from living’s unscrupulous eyes
Lay a woman so fragile and fair
That one day would surprise and arise.
And her soul at a time, separated and shun
Was by her Creator chastised.

He was her […]

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The Earth is Bipolar

By |May 8th, 2014|

Sleepless nights,
Time has become meaningless.
Pareidolic faces in the clouds,
I am seeing patterns and meanings behind things,
Diagnosis: apophenia
Secret personal messages
in the glowing box in the corner,
Guiding, mocking, scolding…
Initiation to the modern world.
Schadenfreude voyeuristic tabloid,
Telling me how I’m inadequate.

My hands and feet […]

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By |May 8th, 2014|

I start the day over with a smile on my face
Life is too short to live as if you’re a disgrace
Where am I headed??? I got some ideas
Alone I struggle, together we get through our fears

It started when I was […]

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When God sent His son down to the earth to live,

By |April 22nd, 2014|

When God sent His son down to the earth to live,

He knew that His Son had so much to give.

He would teach and preach on heaven and hell

A man who knew the word they could tell.


By |April 21st, 2014|


… sans amorous syntax…

…the volume of the spaces between,

…antidote to,

…zero pointlessism,


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The Light on The Hill

By |March 17th, 2014|

I’m not the fool on the hill!
I’m not standing still,
While my eyes do shrill.
I believe in the Lord’s will,
As I take my sugar coated pill.
I’ve had it with the world’s fill.
Why can’t I be a light on the hill?

David Holloway […]

Psychiatry Song

By |March 12th, 2014|

Work like you don’t have schizophrenia.
Love like you’ve never been psychotic.
Dance like no-one’s spying.
Sing like no-one’s recording.
Live like there’s no apocalypse.
Fear like you’ve taken Risperidone.

David Holloway (c) 2014

The Test of Heroes

By |March 12th, 2014|

Alone with myself in a situation that pits my own wits against my own wits,
a fight within myself that cannot be won.
A tangent on a pile of tangents left to wander, lost within itself,
in an infinite loop of paranoia that […]

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Weeping Willow

By |February 6th, 2014|

The Willow stands central in the garden,
Weeping onto winter’s bitter shoulder.
I hear her crying in the dead of night,
I pull a pillow over my head;
But the sadness still remains.

Her slumped trunk,
Her sagging skin,
A vertical eye forever open.
Her branches hang like […]

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Little Green Café

By |January 21st, 2014|

Just before I die,
I’ll have a slice of pecan pie,
In the little green café off Bloomsbury Square.

I sit by the window, thousand yard stare,
And wonder what to do in my final hour?

The British museum has a lecture on the Cosmos
At […]

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A Dancer’s Prayer

By |January 13th, 2014|

me how
to embrace
life’s dance of love
so I can once more waltz within the light.
Bless me with trustworthy partners so that
I won’t have to
dance alone.
Show me
in case I
happen to fall.
Guide my steps on my path to awareness.
Show me how to use […]

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It is pouring

By |January 13th, 2014|

It is pouring.
It is raining.
A time of cleansing—
Little bird is cleaning her wings.

My head is spinning,
My mind is racing:
The blood of Jesus is cleansing.
God’s child is cleaning her wings.

You may not wonder
How the bird flies
But will wonder why your soul […]

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