Jon Collins

Stupid Little Biscuit

Stupid little biscuit Stupid little biscuit I wanna eat it But dunno if I can risk it They wrapped it up in plastic Sealed it in a packet Left it on the counter

Sickness Begone

Sickness begone! Cast away thy shackles Remove my heart from thy clammy grasp Take thine aches and send them on Withdraw thy taint, thy bitter taste, The blunted needle from my temple. Away,

Morning

Morning Time it is to hang the light To break the fast, to take the step Time it is to loose the latch To breathe the air, to find the path Time it

Weird

Weird Weird is not a good place to start Invoking fear, and that which keeps us apart So, cloaking our true selves Pretending to be smart Choking on our thoughts and what lies