Putting many miles in the rear view mirror
Off I left working on making my life all the more clearer.
Dragging left hand on the wall again,
This time it’s all the more complex.
In a matter of minutes I’ll be doing toe tag checks.
Fresh cadaver held me up
Out there eyes came and into a sterile cup.
Given visions to the blind
How I wish they were my favorite aunts kind.
Needle through the glass thirty eight degrees Fahrenheit
Inside you all lay and with no light.
The door was pulled losing its vacuum.
Breaking this seal was better than on a bottle of
Crown Royal Cask number sixteen!
A frozen slumber party inside yes I did see.
All but one with my two hands it took to count all of thee.
Capacity of friends allowed inside,  a maximum of only fifteen!
Sudden Blast of cold air turned all my body hair into needles
Like the quills on a porcupine or a cactus in the desert.
Moving the bodies all around,
I’m looking for number one.
I trapped myself in, now look what I done.
Found the man I came looking for,
Now I have to figure out, how to get him to the door.
In a split second I shattered the games all time high score.

(CARSr.5-31-12)

Out of a licked sealed envelope your face emerged
Handed to me I did then look at thee.
It was a glossy three by five,
Who would know latter I’d take you for a drive.
Studying you like a blueprint in this sacred place,
All I got to work with was just your face.
Found myself suddenly in the middle of a quick test
Smile ear to ear, my mind then tells me, this is the best.
Off I go I’m on the quest.
Family Lacking in any kind of trust,
Now I hold your photo
Comparing to the profile of your now bust.
Darting eyes go back and forth
No prominent scars, not even a mark from birth
Picture looked about ten years earlier
How much you all change while lying on your back.
Doris did prove that to me
After the fact I found out that she was thee.
Turning your face to look at me now
For you laid looking to the left
Your mouth hung open exposing your pearly white.
Top front two I found the clue,
Inward they curved, from teeth maybe to big
And having a jaw, which was too tight.

(CARSr.6-1-12)

The anger from having to clean up a clumsy child’s mess
The sudden sound of rubber being laid on the tar
Quick snap of the head to the right
Sight of an undercarriage fly’s past you
Mind could not comprehend such a vision was like in slow motion
Telling yourself just had one sip this can’t be true
Crash, bang, boom is what I heard a cold dark winter’s night it was
Hoping what I always said won’t be true
Now sprinting around the corner Come around the bend
Eyes open to only confirm something here is not right
What’s inside man, woman, children cannot see in because tint was so dark
Rushing to your rescue I struggle to see within
Can tell you are a carpenter by your lumber scattered all around
After not being able to open your door
Grab a piece and take out your back window
Shattered into a millions pieces it went
Letting me see the truth within
Hanging like a pendulum in a clock
No swing was this to mark the time in suspension you hung
Was suppose to save your life now takes it your last breath away
Hey buddy I am here for you There on the way
Traffic built up now and a voice you knew Shouts out just let him be
If it were him what would he say then?
On the scene now they come
Spotted a blue glove on her hand Tore it off like a thief
Grasping at the **** that was too slippery lonely moments before
Step aside sir let me see A quick reach in was all it took
Shook her head over and over to the left and to the right
My precious 1 was also by his side with hidden eyes that were welled up and burning
When she heard what was said
Blinked and a dam broke loose down her face it flooded
Shouts of fury I shattered crystal for miles around.


(CARSr. 5-4-12)

Back again like a farewell tour I saw once again
Like a vision from GOD there she laid all the more peaceful
Freshly washed strands of silver hairs of wisdom now full and wavy like a child
All the closer I felt this time, all the more feelings as if I know before
Remembering your face as I saw you across the room
Like a face on the cover of a music magazine
Pulling a ritual out of my pocket I asked with my eyes
Got the response I was looking for in his node
No disrespect is intended just my way of coping
Everyone needs a way to deal, doesn’t matter what side of the tracks you’re from
High school dropout or on the A list in an Ivy League were all the same in the end
You might not see but others will through the procession that follows you
Stopping traffic, being able to run through red lights it’s all ok, doesn’t matter
It’s your day; Warhol says fifteen is all you get not on this day it’s all yours!
Seeing vapors again around the outer edge, shadows are dancing as well
Buds are pounding drums deep with bass
Saw you open up your arms after pushing you as if a child on a sled then pulled like in a wagon
Releasing nitrogen then pulling back the skin on the one closest to your heart off them came
How you must have felt flaunting your two rings of Saturn
And how you must feel now knowing there in the hand of another
I had no say in the matter it comes with the education so in return
I played for you a sweet soft song and prayed by your side all alone.



(CARSr. 5-14-12)

Fearless he is, fearless he was, fearless forever now.
Less than half my age my first time he is
Painted planks first for the centurion Baptist Church
Promised to go fossil and crystal hunting when done as a reward
Beads of salty sweat drenching the tiny brow now
Arms sore and tired from the heavy coating
Minutes finally now of sunshine now squint your eyes
Rounding the corner can tell a new cut is due
Without a second thought found delight it the next chore
With passion, with precision, with intimacy it must be done
Doors unlocked shoeless we enter never wanting to desecrate
Hand in tiny hand he pulls me in all the quicker
Unfamiliar smells puts riddles ends mark on his face
Like a brave warrior he marches down to his own beat fearing nothing
Finds himself a level lower looking at all the music boxes
Sleeping boxes he calls them “They shine don't they daddy!” yes son they are
Questions of why no sight of little sleeping boxes now shatters my drums
Instructor confirms of such a thing then comforts his unbroken spirit
Like praying to his God saying “Those are the sad ones”
Opening another door closer he wins with me with his sincerity
One in the lock the other same one on the ring he sees’, unaware of the other side
I know what lies behind the other side of the keys hole
With uncontrollable anticipation I reach and grasp his hand to spin around
Eye to eye we lock in with one and another like looking in a mirror we are
Nothing can be heard no other sites can be seen as if we are one
“No need to be afraid Son, I am here with you hold my hand”
Double door swings open now exposing a lovely dress and shoes
Can tell she’s deeply loved and will be terribly missed
By seeing Saturn twice side by side
Looks of wisdom, in the gene pool,
By the tale, of having such silver hair
Delight in the sight I get my fill turn my eyes and saw him standing still
No fear in his face I knew he could do it, hoping now his Mommy won’t have a fit
Feelings of tremendous love rush through me like a raging torrent
Hugged my side and look, he never even cried
I’m getting my rhythm I’m getting my flow and look I still have room to grow
Took charge without even a prompt pushed the music box to where it should go
That’s my boy that’s my Son; even a stronger bond has now begun!

(CARSr. 5-12-12)

Like a child with all his crayons, look at his toys and you’ll be amazed.
Like a jealous kid on the playground I wanted your toy.
A bottle to add to my collection but this one is of a special kind
A gravity fed Undertakers bottle this one is called.
Your father left it for you, yes he left it behind
No room for error, No room for mistakes, No scribbling allowed.
With each passing of the brush he makes it look all the more better.
The stark appearance of death he makes it all disappear.
He has a collection of different size music boxes each one plays a different song
Now together we patiently wait to add the next ballerina inside
After having the last Dance together
Hoping now,
we don’t have to wait too long…

(CARSr. 4-18-12)

Be afraid; be scared yes for no one is ever spared.
Into the burning chamber you go because no one ever cared.
A raging inferno tale I tried it before, but again I must tell,
Cause I skipped the parts of how, it also did smell.
Trapped you are in a cement and stainless steel tomb
Your body is then surrounded with a foul fume,
Then suddenly it encompassed your room.
When it’s all said and done, into a plastic bag,
Zip tied shut held closed with a metal tag.
That’s what is to become of you, and that is your final doom.
Back to back I see them go and it’s happening all too soon.
Electric sparks now ignite the poisonous vapor I did get a whiff,
If you witnessed then what I saw next,
You’d run away fast and then go jump off a cliff.
Engulfed instantly in a blanket of about fifteen hundred degrees,
I can read your lips and you were begging me,
Pleading for mercy I heard you murmur, I tried to quench your thirst for thee.
Dry, cracking and starting to blister you still managed to say please.
Brain then begins to boil inside like a yoke in an egg.
What is going on inside of here? I saw you thinking inside your head.
Pressure building up like a volcano it had to erupt somewhere.
It was something brutal, but it is now becoming a ritual.
Out it all came it did, out your right eye.
I saw the ball pop and then it all squirted into the sky.
Smoldering ashes you are now, no longer can you stand up like a tower.
Into the cauldron with spinning blades you enter into next,
Turning your rubble into a powder now as fine as flour.
Dragging magnets collecting all the surgical steel,
Combing through then with fingers like having a metal detector
Looking for all that precious metal and they did for about an hour.
Waiting to put you in a jar they call an urn,
I’ll pass for now, I skip my turn.

(CARSr.5-29-12)