seeking eldorado in finery and garters
enshrouding every flaw with the vigour of a martyr

commit cheap parlour tricks to relinquish prying eyes
stifling your melodies to melancholic chimes

buried deep beneath your velveteen cordon of pretence
pearlescent dreams swim slow in marbled confluence

won’t you shed the carrion you bear across your back
and relent the mask to bare the skin you buried under rags


Rhapsody on a Windy Night – T.S. Eliot

Twelve o’clock.
Along the reaches of the street
Held in a lunar synthesis,
Whispering lunar incantations
Dissolve the floors of memory
And all its clear relations,
Its divisions and precisions,
Every street lamp that I pass
Beats like a fatalistic drum,
And through the spaces of the dark
Midnight shakes the memory
As a madman shakes a dead geranium.

— from Rhapsody on a Windy Night by T.S. Eliot


Diana – Paolo Nutini

When your soul is in flight
You set your body free
And under your lightning glistens
In all its fantasy.
There’s a shiver of velvet tension
From an astralised dimension
Emanating beneath our liberty.

While for some love is whips and chains
And perpetual parlour games
I stand for you — you open up to me

She said she wants the loneliness to go
But she won’t give up for nothing.

She loves me
With no innocence or compromise.
She loves me
The only way she knows.

— Diana, Paolo Nutini

Paolo Nutini. Phwoar.

If you haven’t heard this song, do. And while you’re in the groove, listen to another one of his songs called Iron Sky. Both tracks are from his new album Caustic Love, which is absolutely incredible.

It’s so good, I’m surprised it’s not illegal.