The criminal charge for stalking is relentless pursuit with intent to scare.
Lets put man on trial for relentless pursuit.
I awoke and turned my head to the thought of a gun in my bed.
Laying beside me in silver and gold handle a revolver that fires red.
I discharge one round into my leg, on white sheets I did bleed.
Aroma of delight with flesh burning and heat thrown in with pain.
With tantalizing thirst I seek out more lead, left in my head.
I scowl my hand for being piss weak, recoiling and trembling.
Satisfaction would be guaranteed, place the gun in the mouth.
Soiled mattress and more blood from my neck, I'm a wreck.
There is still more pain in store, I fall from bed to floor.
I posses my right hand to carry the weapon and I Stand up.
The noise echoes from top to bottom as my right foot blossoms.
I travel forward, by thought alone, and see the time by the phone.
With time to make a call, my mind picks up and hears a dial tone.
Numbers transmit across the idea here is someone without tear.
The tone of the phone it must change when no connection is made.
I look into the barrel with one eye and the other seeks out lies.
No more time to think and react, hit first, fucking attack.
Right hand with weapon aimed at right eye, old wounds healed.
First place I will travel will be dining with the Devil.
Strike a deal he cannot refuse “sit beside me and light this fuse.
He gives it a go and fucks up my big Sunday Show, I Question his loyalty, he begs me, for one more go.
Use the big matches, I advise him discreetly.
He manages the task and we race to our seats.
The fuse burns, and time changes from now to then.
Amongst dunes of a place where royalty have claimed.
A man tells me a story of corruption and deceit.
Then sets out to cover his tale, his father said to never leak.
In his playground with child like vigor and memories to trigger.
The storyteller speaks of Gold and rivers, lies and pain.
I am joined by a friend and the other douses with burning intent.
Trapped in a shack with flames all around, hell from corruption.
My friend kicks through steel and we make our escape.
Approach with caution this arsonist, we face him, he is scared.
Over the weeks there will be much burning and release.
Finished with a friendly visit from the Western Australian Police.
Many charges are laid, not against our arsonist, he is protected.
Some bend to the law and others decline to take the fall.
Others would enjoy knowing this and would rise.
And the man who lied who now is dead, would we desecrate.
Fused in time, elements of deceit, or just a mistake he had to make.
For every action there is always the reaction or lack of action.
Out with the old and in with the new, Devil gets up from his pew.
I say, strike this one up mate, and hand him Eve, whom he knows.
Without suggestion he adequately fires her up, storm in a teacup.
Red and freckled head this one's evil and hell bent.
She chases and baulks at the silly squawks from her peers.
A new man to her land she laughs at his tears.
No good came to this Girl who took solvents for a thrill.
Messed her head and epileptic fits finally took a firm grip.
In the back seat of a Premier she was nothing but a memory.
Feelings of sadness quickly forgotten after she fell to begotten.
My colleague beside me asks, is there more? I reply do not ignore.
Look, I say, at the Time. We have forever to expose Eve.
He laughs, at the line he gave when she was presented with choice.
Please my dear, nothing to fear, this fruit which keeps you bare.
Without me there would be no you. I remind him, he sits in line.
Presented before us a young feline with a scent. Reputed slut.
Vicious with tongue and tits well hung she writes no prose.
Her message is clear. I'm going to fucking rape you.
Gobbed in face she feels no hatred or does she, what will it take.
Relentless in her pursuit she makes hell and Man rings alarm bell.
Take your story somewhere else; there is no robbery of self.
Two years this girl fell under a spell and she is not alone.
Another relentlessly rang around the Town on a phone, on loan.
This one came from our friend God when told to bring her to me.
At dinner party's it was humorous to tell the tale.
How my wife went through every name in a book, stored in a nook.
Reminders of these events are pretence regret and please forget.
Best place to keep these memories must be in my head.
Keep one asked for and sleep forever with her in a Queen size bed.
Wait for an event and expose Eve's eternal evil intent.
Cause he looks so good in black, Devils ready for a heart attack.
Look at what you did, unleashed bitch without my consent.
Serpent stands and awaits my fury and I only have forgiveness.
Take us to the Land of Loch Ness, Deil, with reprieve he works.
Gloomy and in a time of turmoil a woman leads a country.
Member of elite she is rewarded with her perplexing speech.
There are no other solutions. Man of toil no longer digs for coal.
Great Nation under Power suffers from inbred desire for soul.
At lunch one day, amongst own, she sets sail to get it back.
Taken from country and deserves retaliatory attack.
Send in the SAS and the Queen sends her best.
All those souls the devil remembers, he lost out, always morrow.
Idolised and then Knighted she is inspiration and anointed.
Fans march her beat and punish offenders with small feet.
Are you laughing with praise? I ask my fuse lighter.
I thought she would make a wonderful addition.
Remission of Eve has blessed Adam. Taken to fertile soil.
Locked away memories. Enough to make your blood boil.
Storm in teacup runeth over and spills across the floor.
Go get the mop, I instruct my friend. Angel denounced.
Thunder erupts from the closet.
What's he done? I ask myself.
It wasn't me! Satan announces and returns ready to serf.
I feel a presence it stinks of shit and an old man appears on a drip.
What the fuck have you two been doing. Eve's pissed. You idiots.
You old fart, get the fucking tart. I announce. Let's dance.
No need. Pronounced bone of me. Did you see Stephen pee?
You should remember you are going to surrender. I tender.
Your rhymes don't work on me, over time you will tow the line.
I bite my lip then iterate, Blood on words, you are a scourge.
Bitter words from a criminal fiend expose then goodbye.
Her reply was swift asif it had been rehearsed. I summon a Hearst.
That's not a word. You know it, why can't you never lose?
I tell no lies you merciless wench. Help me dig your death trench.
Let me be the first to say, I have been longing for this day.
The day you finally pay. She says and I fear its already May.
I will expose you and your hounds like MUSE charge fifteen pounds.
Lets set the stage. You know my last card was the Page. I say.
Continue with your sorry state of mindless wonder,
I will take pleasure in seeing your bones sunder. She lies.
I remove my revolver from my eye and clearly see she is a spy.
My focus is now true and I never said, I will lead the Jews.
I know how you feel, I say to woman and await her reply.
You don't know me at all. Wait in time the pleasure is mine.
There's no inspiration. She thwarts. I paint a watch.
The time is now and you are here. It's a recurring dream.
Blood still runs in your vanes. Like sewerage runs in streams.
It's a story, bold adventurous and true and I confess it's a stew.
Why does it come apart when I mess in matters and present art.
You evil old soul you should have dug in for gold. Eve emulates.
How sick to give a heart. That's not fucking art. I hear her say.
Tell me this, witch of distress, why should I eternally pay.
For things you should have left alone now your souls on loan.
It all takes a twist when you get things from your wish list.
Do you still hate men with lisps? I enquire upon Eve, You make me sick.
Repeatedly told not to mess with candle sticks.
Her instructions are clear and I hear heals go click.
God heads off for bed. The Devil's got ears for what's being said.
Battles have begun and death rattles are sure to come.
I admit to you that perhaps I am wrong or perhaps someone whistles a sordid and pathetic version of a silly old song.
The opposite of your act's I did use not abuse. I start by saying.
And the contrary to belief reaction is all you should be asking.
No one understands why? Is Eve's reply. Tell no lies.
Unconscious mind will reveal hell you where determined to expel.
Can you see the suffering and dissatisfied look upon the youth?
Longing and desiring someone to stand up and speak the truth.
That's all we want to hear and please remember I am bullet proof.
Mustering courage I stand to bring her down to take the crown.
Purity in all its fury and I believe it's got me worried. All flurried.
To the Devil, You feel like a curry? He laughs and I say, Hurry.
Something so simple and so painless brought my distress.
There would be no dignity if this time I took the fall.
You never considered did you. Eve reminds me she is here.
The consequences of your actions. You disgraceful faction.
You have me lost for words. It's a gutless introduction.
Yet it's a subtle and thought provoking intent for explanation.
See how your fuse has burnt when you thought she was a MUSE.
Eve has spoken and it is her attempt at mind abuse.
If for me why not for you? Would you walk in her shoes?
I have Eve on the spot with my impertinent retort.
For all that you are evil you are as good.
You will learn to live without food.
When the time to die is near have no fear.
You must stand to take no slap or give tear.
Rejoice, I exclaim, with choice. Did I make telephone noise?
A deep silence of voice and give her sordid lip service. Perverse.
Or perhaps out right vulgarity to get a look in see.
I know of course it is my fault, she has not had time to Malt.
Halt all that you are doing and stop complaining of sorrow.
Did I not say, bring me sleeps dark and silent gate.
Put this thing to bed and get a proper heart rate.
The thing is at night I stay up and my mind accelerates.
Presented to you one that came from a group of a few.
I give to Eve with a snigger, my right hand still controls trigger.
Encourage and support I did give for twelve years. Never tears.
A ruler who said, What the fuck are you doing employing her.
We must encourage her this will give her confidence.
I am still the stupidest woman in the world, even with your art.
But now you know of art and can hold conversation, not be apart.
I read about you in my trashy magazines.
Yes there have been others who I have tried to help.
Anything can be encouraged and will grow better from it.
Anything can be discouraged and will show those scars.
Yes all events are to now first be censored or disbarred.
No news is good news really means there is no news, go away.
Yet I persisted and stayed away and time said, Do it again.
You are always going to try and justify your reasons.
Yet I would say that I learnt from the master.
Let me bring to you a new member. You will like her. Eve says.
Professor Michele Pathe is here to give us all a laugh.
Advice do not deal with this menace to society.
Some will say he has delusions of a better day.
Avoid confrontation, contact the police, give us all peace.
My dear Lady full of Knowledge. Please no more badigar.
I have always done things from afar. Your thoughts are bent.
Let me present someone with real advice. Heaven sent.
Deal with it early. Find out the truth and perpetrators intent.
I can tell you I have acted this way. In their faces I did say.
What do you fucking want from me? My message did get provocative answers.
Devil returns with our supper. Thai Green Chicken. He's the man.
Would you care for some my dear. There is nothing to fear.
Blessed poor boy. Get set to swing. Your lament is sick .
Sweet memories of life I once had. Will I become a grand-dad?
Of course I have remorse. But I now have a life, a new course.
I have hung up my wings and have seen better things.
It's not so much evil as just be a bit sneaky. No one will accuse you of being MR Peaky.
Challenger are you ready? I ask Eve. Away with your followers.
What is too happen is this. There will never be man finely dressed.
I shall live with it and my children too. Devil helps my duty to poo. I never lie.
We shall see I will carry it till I fall into the sea.
This has been a painful task and you forgot to top my glass.
Let us iterate that your mind goes off and accelerates?
You completely forgot the thought's of others.
It's all in your head and now your life is completely dead.
What is in my head has always been there. Tales from everywhere.
I had only the thoughts of your peers to caress my fears.
What if I was to say, that the fucking world is going to pay.
This I am sure would have me crucified. Not again.
Bring forward Solomon I command this. Dressed in white thrill.
The case before you is relentless pursuit, put man in a prison suit.
Your prosecution is of course Eve. Better than the almighty.
The defense has a case and will simply throw shit in justice's face.
In courtroom with seats. Sweet smell of leather and justice.
Feelings of here is History and it will change course.
That the world has lost sight of Man's eternal fight.
The question has been asked, Is the offender a risk of flight?
Deal with your cards prosecutor and lets see what power you have.
Woman who was supposed to make us laugh I had time to run a bath.
Give to us all your thoughts and feelings. Exclude wicked dealings.
Share with us your emotions and I will take leave and cross-oceans.