you have a passion for numbers and figures.
and it has garnered you wealth.
i have a passion for words and images.
it has enriched my life.
you are not superior because of it and neither am i.
the advantage of wealth is you do not have to face the consequences of your mistakes.
the advantage of a rich life is there are no mistakes.
= N

i am a poet in a nation of shopkeepers |
i am a prophet in seas of insanity |
i am the head on a coin |
a message, a sign |
i am Nothing |
yet i am the messiah - N

darkling you walked into the night
staring blind wrong from right
sweating palms clutching a shadows hand
you only survive because you dont understand-N

you're running down the track
the night burning down your back
you'll never come back alone
there's no one left at home
you follow the ghost of you
and the ghost will follow you-N

the sky is calling clouds again
here comes the rain draining pleasure from pain
carrying stories of sanity to the insane=
nausher

lollapalooza
one to 4000 weeks
in the blink of an eye
i lie softly
all gussied up for the ride
energy de-energized
lifetimes processed
into a single moment
of endless finality-
N


The night caresses
secrets in a dream
speaking of promises unspoken
The highway opens out to the wind
of the first sun and nothing recalled
will ever be forgotten
Tender warmth
at the end of a cigarette
How can smoke put out a fire
How can there be questions to some answers
All definitions lost
in the black light forever
Ecstasy is as easy as pain
is as easy as ecstasy-
Nausher


I awake to the groggy hangover of sanity
symmetry of line
infidelity of motion
on other continents
under darker skies
we might have been lovers of the light
here we are acquaintances
groping for the end of a line
in a confusion of options
I sit in half shadows
menu in hand
alternatives swimming dimming
saturated by choice
hunger unfulfilled
appetite satiated.-
Nausher


Choose between laughter and silence
Spasmodic passion in the black box
of indifferent dreams..
Heads or tails, the throw of a dice
A parrot choice:
Phyric victories in the solitude of solitary worlds..
Black sheep in wolves masquerade
at yesteryear's costume ball..
transcending all justification
to justify the lies still wet on paper..
Aging romantic, corporate recluse,
diffused poet...
Showtime in a vacuum:
stripped, bloodied and bare
on a naked stage
crucified by a collage of images
Shedding my skin to be reborn
a virgin chameleon
in the black snow of frozen summer.
Nausher


another life comes another season
you're looking for the rhyme in reason
where will this dust take you
when will your skin break you
will your spirit come touch the stone
of things you loved but left alone
-Nausher

i died on a day of sunshine
or maybe it was a day of rain
was i trapped by my own prophesy
was the sublime drowned by the mundane-N


was it a promise of mine or a memory of yours
what did you lie and what did you die for
your world is the same after as it was before -N



i'm getting ready to go my darlin
halfway around the world
in a few sevens my darlin
all the freaks will be gold
who will join me on a winter ride
feel words glide as worlds collide
-N

could we tear ourselves away from this?
away from the tube that delivers bliss?
might we find a dream we'd forgotten to share?
what if the dream we share is a nightmare? -N

first if there is one thing you'll learn its this:
if it is not in frame it doesn't exist - N

What do we take and what do we give
Are we free to choose the lives we live?
you lived your life for tomorrow
you have no dreams left to borrow-N

Have we seen enough, have we seen too much
Are we guided by stars, maimed by a touch
Are we blinded by truth, enlightened by a lie
The die is cast in the blink of an eye
-N


the truth is ugly so you put your prophets in jail
-N

that we knew the day would pass
that the night we lived would never last
the the future is buried in the past
that the butterflies would still roam free
eternally for a day, for a day of eternity-N

here is a shade of moon in your eye
where i hear the swoon of your sighs
holding you naked dancing in the rain
whispering stories of sanity to the insane-N

where are you now and where have you been
this morn i awoke dreaming i was a butterfly
this night i slept dreaming the butterfly was me-N

you're running down the track
the night burning down your back
you'll never come back alone
there's no one left at home
you follow the ghost of you
and the ghost will follow you-N

walking down your old hunting ground
you come across all the people you used to be
you find the self you lost and the selves you found
between the moment and truth you found eternity=N

what if the only dream we share with each other is a nightmare?-N

going there thinking i needed to save them
realizing the person i needed to save was me
my fears were stronger than my convictions
i was not the person i had hoped i would be. N

lies are just words but the liar is you
b'cause you refuse to see what you always knew-N

i looked into my art and felt your heart
i looked into my eyes and heard your sighs
i saw my hand write your name in the sand-N

we look up at clouds in the sky
we call them a thousand names
yes the times they are a changing
but everything's still the same-N

darkling you walked into the night
staring blind wrong from right
holding hard onto your shadow's hand
you only survive because you dont understand-N

carrying my past inside me
its the future i'm returning to
wearing my mask inside me
what am i turning into? - N

there is a stranger in my head
screaming naked in the rain
my mind is clear, he says,
but my soul is insane- N

Sometimes I wish I could fly
but where can I go
Where can I hide
so my shadow wont find me
Everything I am fleeing
is right here inside me.N

if there is bread i will have bread
if there is wine then wine
if there is none then i will live
on moonlight and sunshine
if there is none then i will live
on snowflake or on rain
if there is none then i will live
on hunger thirst and pain-N

you look into the looking glass
you dont know what angers you more
your apathy is killing us
your ignorance is a whore
all your money cant open the door-N

from the vantage of vanity
from dust to disarray to dust infinity
mirrors won't freeze the lines on my hand
i trace and erase my face in the sand -N

in your eyes i see generations of ignorance
in your face i feel nothing to aspire to
in your voice i hear empty words
you are a blob of flesh with a loaded gun
and all i can shoot you with is my camera. N

The Media is the Medium
The Medium is the Message
And the Message is a lie-N

the mirror's cracked along
the angles of my face
where do i belong
in it's tangled embrace
the looking glass
looks back at me in wonder
i look through the mask
only to see a stranger-N

The night caresses
secrets in a dream
speaking of promises unspoken
The highway opens out to the wind
of the first sun and nothing recalled
will ever be forgotten
Tender warmth
at the end of a cigarette
How can smoke put out a fire
How can there be questions to some answers
All definitions lost
in the black light forever
Ecstasy is as easy as pain
is as easy as ecstasy-N

fires are killing through pages,
ashes are burning each bend,
in dark waters your mind rages,
reading beginnings into the end.

Yesterday I met this asian lady in an elevator
I was lost on the highways of my own pia mater
Then i felt her eyes gore into my head
'Your good deeds will come back to haunt you,' she said-N

looking through masks laughing through mirrors
memories forgotten drowning in dark waters
absolutely completely eternally
in your eyes i see the rest of me-N

the woman in the desert
with sand in her eyes
the man in the hoodie
with truth in his lies