Thunder… then lightning,
feverish caress of musky notes,
****** scent of loving irony
to curiously tempt each edge
of such a fractionated cubism.
Tiny desert rose, ready
to dilate all its farthest dusty ravines
just to feel its lymph racing out of bounds.
Hot water runs down on me,
raw and bitter into my mouth,
a taunting sadism
for better wince, essentially
in a universe that is not there.
Painted glow of cynic nocturnes,
diluted to loss,
watered down to dawn.

Song bird
I ask for nothing more
Than that if you sing
You sing for me
A sweet lullaby
To help me sleep
Song bird
Your feathers may be torn
And you can hardly fly
But the notes you reach
Still reach me
I'll never leave your nest
Song bird
I am but a crow
With blackness in my soul
But I feel alright
Within your gentle melody
I feel your light
Song bird
I hope that you don't mind
If I sing along
All out of tune
I find hope inside your song
A place where I belong

Song bird
Would you sing a song
About love
Because thats all I'm thinking of
Ill be your greatest audience
You'll be my peace of mind
Song bird
There is nothing more beautiful in the world

Easy rider, steady yourself
If you drive too fast
You may catch the changing storms

Have a cigarette or two
If you are cunning enough
You may slay the beasts of tomorrow

I welcome you to the new age
Where the angels carry razors
And the demons scream for help

Each day brings with it change,
something new waiting,
maybe good, maybe not so much

Everyone views things differently,
sunny days or rain, each
hold qualities that can be either

Regardless of how you take it,
you are never wrong
no matter what someone may say

Just remember this,
you are who you are
and you are special

There will always be those
who try to knock you down
with whatever force they can

Stand strong and understand
you can't be everything
to all people

And neither can they,
no matter how much
they act like they can

I swear I heard the dog whisper
but it frightened me
I put my fingers in my ears
I did not want to hear him
It was as if a lover was telling me a lie
I could see mysteries of life unraveling
so I shut my eyes

Deaf and blind, I stood
movement of a melodic line
between pitches
hummed in my head
Gods of old
tumbled phrases
similar to ticking of telegrams
into my subconscious

Hades told Pain and Panic
to inform him
when Fates arrived
I threw my eyes open
unplugged my ears

The dog was licking his *****
I knew my insignificance