It taste better than its stink.

I close my eyes
and see blue skies
White clouds rolling
in fast forward
white
blue
and daylight
thoughts of you
Sky in view
speeds up
the life process

Dreaming
wasting time
I close my eyes

Love You  copyright 2012 by David Ehrgott
  
Love You

Love you
That's all I wanted
was to

Love you
That's how it started
Let me

Love you
You don't let me know
When to

Love you
I thought I knew
When I could

Love you
I guess I missed it
Honey

Love you
Is all I wanted
was to

Love you
g' head and take me
Honey

Love you
I only wish
that I could

Love you
more than just wish
I wish to

Love you
I hope my wish
come true to

Love you
and that you will
love me true

Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall.
It was Autumn.
These were great times.

When all twenty-six letters live harmoniously with each other.

Label me!
before I change my life again
come with me
we'll do most of everything
while we work and play
our lives together
we're still growing
against the grain
though we often do agree
that it's only
just you and me
and we cast are demons elsewhere
someplace they can hide
would have been better
to let them burn and die
Then
she touched me with her hand
and I became a man again
and we walked on desert sands
and on other people's land
there was music from a band
till the darkness came and took our light away
so we kissed until sunrise
or if you insist
till the earth turned the star on our spot
while we work and play
our lives together
we're still growing against the grain
though we often do agree
that it's only
just you and me
just you and me
our everything

acid chimera
captures landlord rumbling pikes
frowning fable eats

Headed for hard
Hard time for me
I know where I'm headed
It's no mystery

I'm headed for hard
I will not live free
I will not back down
From thyne enemies

Who torment and taunt me
Since I was three
Don't know where they're headed
Know only 'bout me

I must track them down
Put them in defeat
But, do not know how
To do this legally

The crime families torturing
Me all these years
Will die in a blood bath
I'll draw from my tears

My parents and siblings
Who've stolen my wealth
Will soon live in fear
When their beaten with belts

My rage will continue
Upon criminals
Who pretend they're important
With Badges; In robes

Then I will burn down
All celebrities
Homes if they're drunken
Or ****** babies

Living politicians
Will not be safe at all
When I chain them then, drag them
Down what's called the mall

The fat cat and kitty
I've told you before
Will die with their doorman's
Blood on their door

No one will be safe
Once sent out on my rage
I'll just "**** 'em all"
'Till I'm thrown in a cage

No one will learn
The world will not change
But, I'll have my vengeance
And justice some day

I'm headed for hard
I will not live free
I will not back down
From mine enemy

I'm headed for hard
It's hard time for me
John Law will find me
I'll never be freed

Sometimes I act like 2 years old all over again
I sit in sh*t and whine all day
Nothing much constructive to say
The devil's advocate they say I A
I don't know what would you say
Just to make my statement stay
And then to have it all retold all over again
  
Sometimes I feel like 4 years old all over again
There are things I still want to explore
But not like when I'm 3 years old
When I fit the bobby pin in the electric floor
Everything went black and white
It put me in a dimension that was spooky
And met my idol/maker all over again
  
Sometimes I think I'm 15 years all over again
And pack my comb
wear my cowboy shirt
pull my jeans way down
over my boots that hurt
And think I've got a life
instead of just existing lies
that she dreams up about me still all over again
  
All over again
I think she'd still love me
All over again
But, next time not so obsessive
All over again
I don't need that much protection
All over again
When I have such supple affection
  
Sometimes I'm 29 years old all over again
And can't get drunk enough
to relieve the pain that's in my head
I'm not suggesting you drink, no jesting
There's better thinks for a man to ingest
fill your mind with know how
Escape the ignorant
that rant and rave and roar at me
All over again
  
Sometimes I'm 36 I wish all over again
With dreams of Jeannie far behind
and Charlies Angels jet lagged high
I'm using words now just to rhyme
The girl that Lucy step-child right
Is in my mind still all the time
I never had the nerve to die
And here I am not 55 and still
Wishing I could live my life all over again

There is a  man at his typewriter
with tobacco product in his mouth
and between his fingers I don't
Know who taught him that plan

He wants to write the next Superman
But, Luther Corp. won't let him
Tess Mercer is at the helm
I'm sorry I wrote down those words

Now there is nothing left but trouble
So that Clark can serve a purpose
For what else would he be if not for his adversaries

We teach our children vigilance
Then wonder why they use it
This push and shoving has to stop
Before we all misuse it

Now he wants to write a love story
About the love that was served
During all those secret wars he shared

When all the love was still there
Before Invasion
And all the feelings that were there

And he holds his enemy in his arms
And embraces her, Compromises and Shares
Looks like a new girl to fly in the air
               a new girl to fly in the air

Well, maybe next election year
I'll just whistle all my love songs
This way no one ever would have to hear them
Because no one listens anyway
And do they know that I know they know, do you

I'm whistling my love songs
I hope you can remember all the words
I sure don't wanna hurt no one
And I'm hurt but I'm grinnin' ear to ear
'Cause I'm just sittin' here
Whistling love songs in your ear

The train entered the station weird
I forgot who read the blog and consequences
And then a train came ; disappeared
Can't remember why I lost so much
Oh yeah! Too many heavy objects to my head
Plus those eighty-seven pennies that really hurt
So because I don't know what to say or do
I'm whistling all my love songs out to you

Some days I spend all day thinking
of ways to thank you
Just your loving did so much for me
your soft touch, gentleness

If I could fly us into space
and we could breathe here where we live
I wouldn't be leaving here
for Neptune Blue


Satellite images so photographic
You'll never see a clearer picture
Like the ones so called intelligence took
of me and sold to the enquirer


Back in June ' nineteen eighty-two
way before I found you
or did you find me, did you?
Neptune Blue


I've seen the baby blue, the sky blue
and the yankee'd
I've even seen the bedroom blue and
your buns when they were spankee'd


Imagine just one color that could change
your evening mood
Look into my eyes then, Neptune Blue

upon the blaze that lights desire
for lovers here, a worthwhile fire

During the days of Moses
People made sacrifices to/for god

Before the Christ was born
People made sacrifices to/for god

After the Christ was born
People made sacrifices to/for god  

Last year a newly appointed leader stated
"We must all make sacrifices"  

Yesterday another newly appointed leader stated
"Sacrifices must be made in order to cut the budget"

The highest cause is the freedom of humans
This should never be sacrificed by anyone

What the politicians meant to say was
"People must suffer so leaders can live like fat pigs"

Hey hey sparky
Where you going with that spliff
Well I might need a lift
Yeah I might need a lift
  
Hey hey sparky
Won't you light up that spliff
'Cause I might need a lift
I just might need a lift

Model cutout of a still photograph
***** with pointed *******
Attacking at my ***** hairs
like ergot on rye
almost robotic
her stare descending
  
As the sun from the horizon beams
brightness upon the displayed man-
nequin and I grow from manikin to
MAMMOTH
  
We've kissed before, with her soft velvet
body hair playing my brain like a
Kennebuc County bluegrass musician picks at his banjo
Caressing me.  Attacking me.  Devouring me.
Devoiding me of anyone else
  
The galaxy moves constant.  Mankind
can not slow it down.  There's a
crash-course in friendship.  The
Least important word is "I".  The
most important word is "we".  Yes.
I remain.  Nailed

a little metered rhyme
enjambed; fine

a nilly-shaking sparrow
trembling; mine

Lonely the river
    running so cold
Lonely the river
    the river of old

Yes, I used to be
What I used to be
But, you wanted me
More than I could've me
  
Oh! Yes, you wanted me
More than I wanted me
But I couldn't be
All that you wanted me to be
  
Yes, you wanted me
Yes, but I couldn't be
Even though you wanted me
But you couldn't be
  
No, you couldn't be
All that I wanted, Eve
So you couldn't see; and I couldn't see
Me and you believe; but do we' believe

late loveless slick chime
sprays carnivore quibbles, sly
gazelles spray blithe lithe

vain cow hesitates
despondent caterpillars
shivering soaked bright

I told my mother at the age of five
"If your boyfriend Frankie
Doesn't stop hurting me
I'm going to live with the wolves"
"Well" she said
"Go then, live with wolves"

So I left the kitchen and walked
through the garage and out of the side
door across the rock lawn
and across the street into the desert
Where coyotes lived
One hundred and eighty yards away in measure
But really about ten or eleven properties

I was so mad at being hurt
and no one to protect me

My friends came charging to greet me
about halfway from their den
And they surrounded me
And nipped at me
Two or three of them at a time
And the nips hurt but,
They were not a hurt of pain
I swear
and without imagination

These were bites of love
And the more they would bite me
The more I could feel their love
A love of warmth and tenderness
A caring love
A love which knows no boundaries
So warm the love of the desert wolves

Not of something colder
that would invite strangers into
their home to harm their own

Flesh and blood and bones
They, the yote, so starved
for affection
the somber song they sing of morn
and of moonlight
and the tides
both ebb and flow

Their love, they shared with me
A warmth that none can match
The messenger between maker
and mankind
will never understand nor listen

Paper walls and the wails of wolves
Both whisper in the winds

I have love
It was gifted to me

'm looking for trouble
Looking for trouble
And heather is her name

Looking for trouble
Looking for trouble
Heather is her name

Won't you please help me
Find my trouble
So I can get with her

She told me last December
She still loved me ; the same
So now I've got to find my trouble
'Cause I can't stand no pain

Oh, trouble
in your tights
it sends me like a kite
Oh, trouble

I would paste my heart
with crazy glue if that would
help it stick to you

I have the fear that
Someday they're going to hunt me down
No real sense in leaving town
  
They all know me
or better than to jam me down
No sense changing that
  
Yeah, they know me
Too many years here
No sense in running
Too many years here
No sense in looking back

exclamations clank
earnestly, gypsies capture
redly, softly, mean

The gays in Hackensack
Have their own club
It's called the gay pill traders club
off main
on mercer
just south of the tracks

above the check cashing place on main
Where the drunks go
to cash their welfare checks

People there trade and sell
all kinds of drugs
upstairs
and on the tracks

There's a fat cop
who pops in from time to time
looking for drugs

Always with a *** of cash
Been coming there for years
Never can find any drugs

It's dangerous
Being on your own

unborn deceitful
misers tumble, men burn, peach
sniggering soaked lash

As Dorothy
Lie flat
Atop the dusty water
  
The Red handed
puppet wept
  
Knowing
He could not lend assistance
to his friend
  
Nor an elbow
  
Just another case
of left-handed irony

humiliating leech
shakes eagerly, rudely, lass
submerges quickly

Life is short vita brevis
You gotta make do w/what you got
No sense worrying about the pain
When you spent all those years
figuring out which pills or nutrients
Worked best for you on a humid day
Some can make it all go away
Other things could make it last/stay

So glad remembering ing you
And I fought in wars too
Just yesterday you were the high school school girl
And I was learning 'bout new stuff
And other things got in the way
But I believe in miracles

It's not easy living w/broken parts
After fifty years of broken hearts
When will I mend my broken heart
When I'm living w/broken parts

So many questions about something I wrote
Maybe a greetings day card
Didn't have time to drop off a note
Too many to answer; too hard
  
I've written before about being abused
Everyday most of my life
But, there's something else here I wanted to say
The reason I don't have a wife
  
I never knew love, and when love was new
The happiness it brought was bright
In love with a girl whose father's named sue
Could not erase all of my plight
  
I can't force you to believe what you hear
is it anymore truth than a lie
But, after a while of bending your ear
You'll see, miracles do become life
  
Although I astound myself and all my friends
Surviving the turns and the bends
Left many an offspring to carry on fear
Though I never raised one of them right
  
I wish I could hold them; I wish I could teach them
Or maybe just kiss them goodnight
But, they're all adults now. Yet, they've never known
Their father who didn't grow right
  
I hope I have made it too clearly by now
So that everyone can have no doubt
I lied about Butter Jane Mary Moonlight
But, the rest was the truth, I do shout!

You cut my heart out of a piece of paper.
Traced around it.  Saved it.

Colored it in to make it look like a rainbow.
Happiness can grow.

Cut it out again then folded it in half.
Now painted blue to match.

Put my name on it and handed it to me.
For everyone to see.

What do I do now that you're not around.
What do I do now.  I frown.

I'm on the east coast and you're in California.
Better weather there.  
  
I take out some paper and try to draw
a heart.  Put your name on it.  
  
But I won't cut it out.  I'll hold it
to my heart 'til it beats a kiss.

A leaf is dried
then sold
for the sole
purpose of burning

People burn their cash
on it
everybody gets burned
when the feds burn it

A lot of drunks
sit in a bar all
burnt up about it

but, that's just drunk talk

implacable tall
old azalea screaming
ardently floating

neatly relentless
ignored unshackled lion
wailing returning

I think I'll be a music man
Travel across the land
Sing to all the losers
Give them a helping hand
  
I'll be a *** with money
But a rich man with my song
Thumbing across the country
Living all life long
  
I'll play the cities like L. A.
For a day or week
Then when I am tired
I'll move to Boulder Creek
  
My legs may be quite tired
My eyes can barely see
But, no one can tell me I'm chained
My mind will always be free

COPS **** CHILDREN

KEEP YOUR KIDS

AWAY FROM COPS

It's the nature of spring
A week of rain, then some sun
to Make things grow

Today the Jets played
All-Fall-Down
Holmes  Revis  Out
Maybe next year

Tebow all you want
God's busy this year
with the Armegeddon
and the Mayan Calender
and all
Maybe next year

Two thousand years and more
No one's learned it's war
The braggarts think they win
The holy call it sin
and make excuses
\Sure, God know's what's right
Why can't people learn
Read the book of John
So war will not go on

Mary had a little lamb
A little bit of pork
And some roast beef
If there was one thing
People could say about Mary
It was that she really loved her meat

I'm not proud of my country//
They call it free//
But it's not
  
Crime families rule the police
and government//
The honest man gets *****
and robbed by them//
The Criminal receives praise
and stardom//
The Victim(s) are forced
against their will//
And often die or ****//
Then labeled
  
Too frightened to talk
  
I'm not proud of my country//
They call it free//
But it's not

Mary went bankrupt.
Betting on a lamb to win a horse race just wasn't a wise decision.

Somebody tell me where to go
Where heroes go
When they need saving
  
I'm sure it's not the place I know
Those years ago
Where we were paving
  
The times have changed
There's no more iron in those creases
But, still the same
It seems the fighting never ceases
  
Found out today, a better way
They needed us
to free the Congo
  
Will cost us more, but we got more
to spend on those
that need their freedom
  
During these times
It seems the fighting never ends
Democracy
Let freedom ring until the end
  
And if it cost us more, what then?
Can we then spend
All of our savings
  
Just what is it that we get back?
Personal sat-
isfaction?  Pleasing?
  
I think I know
Why we both hold our heads up high
The only way
to save the world before we die
  
It can not be the Palestines
All of the time
Disrupting freedom
  
Where does that funneled money go
Now tell us Joe
Whose cornered market?
  
Sometimes it's easy
Finding out who is the bad guy
And other times
it just might be who paid the bad guy
  
Most of the people here they go
Where worship grows
to church on Sundays
  
The Bible teaches, we agree
to live in peace
We need forgiveness
  
And tell me please
Why we are bombing in this day and age
When will we learn?
Obviously not two thousand years after they slay [Jesus]
  
I need vacation but, can't go
There's no place now
That we're not hated
  
And if I could go to a land
I'd lie in sand
That's not debated
  
Two thousand years
Amazingly the weaponry
is still the same
It can simply leave you lame or **** you just the same
  
Somebody tell me where to go
Where heroes go
When they need saving
  
Today, our proudest son came home
Boxed up alone
And flagged for freedom
  
Somebody tell me where to go
Where heroes go
When they need saving

Vote for me and I promise to..



******* and this country up the ***!
There!

How 'bout THAT for honest politics.
In other words I will do what every politician does.
The only difference is that I will tell you I'm doing it.
Instead of shaking my head and repeating "not me."

So distraught
That little girl lost
She twists and twirls
With her ravenous curls
Tricked into trade
She fades and fades
A ***** you might say
Or you might say the plague
Though it's not her fault
in anyway
Stay Away! Stay Away!
Stay Away! Stay Away!

An honest man's statement was torted the other day
Just for its implications
If honesty is against the law
The Cronies must be laughing

Isn't it odd that when young we're taught lies
Then forced to believe them
You know the sun does not set nor does rise
It is all just an old illusion

If Villon was crying in sventn cntry
Hear ye all God save the Queen
And Ezra got pounded for what he was shouting
Over the airwaves in old Italy

Truth be illegal now tell me all lies
I'm stupid, I just might believe them

Sometimes somethings end
just like a romance novel
forever happy

That winning girl she had it all
I never took a dime from her
I knocked her up, a gamble tall
I never asked a thing from her

She exercises god-born rights
and really loves an evening fight
So special yet, so very nice
A lesser girl would not be right

Her girlfriend lives upon the road
The one named for the river flow
And loves her brother, he's a toad
And now the whole world really knows

But, winning girl with heart of gold
With better wheels she rolls the rolls
Down private roads, the ones she knows
Her status now of that so bold

And here I am, the bad beat man
I thought I had a winning hand
Surprise Surprise got fooled again
Bet it all on Uncle Sam

That ***** gangster shot me dead
Filled me up with all his lead
No fighting now, I'm in the ground
A better world I could have found