my mother always told me
if you want to be
A good father
watch Steve martin.

how you change
by and large
is bit by bit
you are what you are
till you are something new
maybe you can feel it
maybe you need a mirror.

two faced
by nature
A smile and a frown
would be typical
for an actor
what two faces
would a god deign to wear.

when the music blares
And you keep talking
I make up your lines
You say really mean things
when I can't hear you.

Will you sing for me
if I **** a goat for you
will you heal me
for two or three
or will you just
stand there a statue
regardless of how much blood
pools at your divine feet.

for a second there
everything was a tiny thing
easy to understand
but only for a moment
I think
honestly the memory
is rather hazy
probably a delusion.

Oh time
You willful thing
No body controls you
We simply try
To keep an eye
Out for you
You move too fast
You move too slow
For our tastes
But I don't suppose
You care
I wonder will we ever
Discover how to control you
Is that just a Sci fi pipe dream
Well we can't today
Maybe tomorrow
It always seems
That cool things
Are happening tomorrow.