Deep Sh*t

I am supremely powerful and I let her know it. So the old lady wants me to rent her lovely little apartment does she?? Well we’ll just see about that…..And as we walk into another beautiful room I’m the first to spot the cat burglar sneaking away with two arms full of potentially MY STUFF. Nobody realises that I have the gift of telekinesis until it’s too late. Things start to fly around dangerously in a kind of manufactured whirlwind, in a polished maelstrom of furniture and photographic memorabilia, it’s total mayhem and havoc. It is honest to goodness old-fashioned fun. When it automatically calms back down I’m surprised to find the old lady weeping in the corner of the room. The thief, nowhere to be found. Maybe it was because I helped her up and sat her down that I got such a great deal on the place? I don’t know but I got it for next to nothing. It was a steal and I think we both realised at that point that sometimes you just have to have some things taken away from you, in order to shake things up a little.

*

I don’t need you to plead for me.
I’ll beg for myself thank you very much.
It’s pitiful I know.
But sometimes it works.
*

When No one is Around
I’m a raving lunatic!
jumping on the lounge
making no sense of everything
yelling out
screaming the truth
I smile to no one
Cheers to you and cheers to me
and what good friends we’ll always be
and if one day (or by-chance) we disagree
well fuck you and here’s to me
PHEeeew! Man I am pooped!
I sprawl out across the floor
I wonder what’s next ?
I love to be alone
when no one is around.

*

Damn and double Damn
You knew it all along didn’t you?!
If you were to walk in right now
You’d know exactly where I meant.
Etched on my tombstone:
This is where he tried dying!

*

PLAN AHEAD
Usually always when I go to bed, before I go to sleep, I think about girls, or to be more precise, babes. Sometimes they’re people I know, but often they can be someone I’ve seen on the internet or television or some lucky passer by on the street that day. So when I go to bed I say a little prayer and I thank the almighty for these wonderful works of beauty. And then, before I go to sleep, I attain them, one by one until I’m so tired I just drift away. Thank you.

*

I know how horrible it must be for you……….
I sympathise and gauge my eyes…..
There, there I growl…
I KNOW!!!

*

HOLLYWOOD
Who is Shane Rogan?
Get me Shane Rogan!
Get me a Shane Rogan type!!
Get me a younger Shane Rogan!!!
Who is Shane Rogan?

*

I ask myself what I can do not to alienate you.
The answer is staring me right in the face.
Absolutely nothing.

*

Up walked cousin Loop to me and said to me in flute; man, what you and me just did in there was a monumental fluke!
I gobbled up some ham and cheese and spoke to him in suit;
If everything had gone half as good we still would have had a bloody hoot!
So off we went with tons of cash stashed inside the boot.
And we drove all the way Marakesh, where we divvied up the loot.
To be discontinued……

*

looking good…..
tell me about it!!!
feeling good…..
squeeze me around it!
Baking powder….
not Nagasaki again!

*

Just a boy and his guitar.
Dreaming of how far they’re going to go.
You may laugh.
But he sings a song that one day changes your life.
In some bar.
In your heart.
What you hear from him guides the way.

*

Jack of all trades/ Master of none.
Deep down, when you really get to the guts of it, all you really know is how to say Hello.
Someone once said to me, ”It’s never the way you imagine it to be is it!?!”. And I thought, “isn’t it??”…over and over again. It did my head my head in quite frankly. The inquisitive side of me often leaves me with more questions than answers! Back to work people.

*

My friend is a painter. He tells me about colours and different perspectives. He’s passionate and highly intelligent. Yet after walking and talking with him for a time, everything seems so black and white. He has a lot on his plate. I have it all on it.

*

That will do.
A few words.
A summary on the news.
An explanation for why I feel.
I’m watching SBS.
They’re showing BBC.
The war is on!
Against Islam?
Or Against terrorism?
Both maybe?
I read a lot into these things nowadays.
But it may not be enough.
Fuck God. Fuck Allah. Fuck Me.
I like nice people.
They’re the ones that make an effort.
Humanity is full of shit.
We’re all in this together.
You don’t need a President to save you.
You know what you need really?
The real you.

*

It’s a beautiful city, a city of bright lights.
It’s completely dazzling at night.
Truly amazing!
My mind boggles at the mere thought of what someone-else might be thinking as they’re witnessing this wondrous sight, tonight…
especially for the first time…NYC rocks…alright…

*

My goal is to have no goals.
And I’m an extremely high achiever.

*

I know I’m an idiot
I know I’m a fool
Get off my back and into the pool
Everything usually ends up going swimmingly for you.

*

I’m grown up now.
I forget how.
The past is a farce.
It never really happened the way I imagined it.
All I have to do is ask.

*

Maggots wriggle.
Soon they’ll fly.

*

All I’ve got is a dream and no money!
What am I supposed to do with that?
When I’m thinking of someone special I’m thinking that I’m someone special!
Now what am I supposed to do with that?

*

Are you running out of options?
Do you’re feelings ever lie?
Is everyone around you,
looking straight into your eye?
Is yours truly at the controls?
When there’s nowhere left to hide?
Are you sure that you can make it,
with these people on your side?
Do you rationalise decisions?
Take a left and then a dive?
Have you given up pretending,
everything will be alright?
Or is it just that you are normal,
and struggling to survive?
With the majority of humanity,
completely in denial?

*

After pneumonia I wrote a song.
I drank in the sun.
I thanked everyone.
It was my fault I blamed you all.
I settled the score.
But then I was back.
Re-born so to speak.
Ready and raw.

*

Listen to me.
You’ll know exactly what to do.
It’ll come to you.
And if it doesn’t???
It’ll have to come from you.

*

In me
In the inner me
I’m an artist
I simply have to be
Expressing myself
Perpetually
Through music
Words
Pictures
Stories
Through dance and speech
Throughout eternity
I was born creating
I myself am a creation
Of my family
The truth is
I simply have to be
I have to have it all
Give it to me

*

haven’t we met somewhere before?
I could of sworn you followed me home
and moved in next-door.

*

In my mind it is a desert.
And in a desert it is sunny a lot.
In yours it is the North Pole
Where I imagine it is not.
Of-course I’ve been wrong before.
It could be nice and hot.
Let’s not beat around the bush no more…
Do you wanna fuck or what?

*

I came here to destroy you.
Many others have ignored you.
I am not like the others.
As you will finally see…
I am the instructions…
to your destiny.

Deep Sh*t

shanerogan

Joined December 2011

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Deep Sh*t by Shane Rogan

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