Of course I'm a poet
What else could I be?
In the beautiful light
That taught me to see
With intensity shown
and with such constancy
The terrible light
That forced me to see

The luminous sadness
The light brought in its wake
That lodged in my heart
And oft' caused it to break
And filled me with wonder
For wonderment's sake
By revealing my soul
The light doomed it to ache

The light came in slowly
With each new regret
Each instant of pain
I could never forget
The sadness malingered
Ineffably set
As if telling a joke
That it dared me to get

And each new misfortune
Brings with it the last
And backward through time
Backward into the past
'Til I start to surmise
How my die is cast
How some new disaster
Is following fast

So I am infused
With this pain and this fear
And this wonderment at
All this beauty that's here
I feel that the linkage
Between them is clear
The price of such insight
Is terribly dear

But this light is something
That everyone shares
Though often obscured
By everyday cares
By friendship and glory
And great love affairs
The soul is appeased
Ere it seeks out the glare

But those worldly things
On which others thrive
Seem all but mundane
I don't feel deprived
For it is the vision
That keeps me alive
Of course I'm a poet
It's how I survive

I need special radiation to restore my power
It (the radiation) comes from TV
There’s radiation in concrete
I have to wear special shoes

Nobody has any faces anymore
Every time I cross the street
It causes at least two people to explode
People are reading my thoughts
I can tell because they get in their cars and drive away
Once they get five miles away
They can control my mind for
Five out of every twenty-seven seconds
Sometimes they make me scream
Or sometimes fall asleep

When I’m sleeping someone replaces my clothes with new ones that are the same but dirtier
It’s usually the same guy
One guy waits behind the toilets and saves my poo then sneaks up when I’m asleep and puts it back in my ****
Sometimes he leaves it in the pants that they will put on me that night

I often sleep on the loading bay of the Circuit City between 3:13 and 5:21 a.m.
This is the time when dump-trucks are powerless against mind rays from space

And the dormant TVs
Feed on the evil mind beams
That scream in my ear
I usually can’t tell what they are saying except when they tell me to stomp rats to death and then eat them
One time I ate my toes instead but they grew back and I just had to eat more rats to make up for it
I wish you would leave me alone
Why won’t you let me think?!

I tell my story to the air
I breathe the air and exhale slowly
Savoring my story
Pretending someone cares
But it’s just me

It comes out wrong anyway
I never tell it right
And every single night
I let it slip away

Every morning I awake
Recreate my memories
The wrong priorities
What difference does it make
Cause it’s just me

And it all just sounds so phony
And no one is deceived
There’s no one to believe
I’m never lonely

What color is a mirror?
If that color is silver
Then silver shines from our eyes
And everything is silver
And each of us has
A heart of gold

Silly things, silly things
I have heard, I have seen
Making words out of screams
Things to say in your dreams

Every day, every day
Something new comes my way
And I too sing and play
even though I am gray

But I know, yes, I know
That things change when you grow
Rearranged just to show
You without saying so

Let me out, let me out
Of this cage where I pout
Off this stage where I spout
Gibberish all about

And I wish, how I wish
As I drop and I squish
As I flop like a fish
That I had not done this

This is bad, this is bad
Maybe I'm not so glad
Hear the chimes, don't be mad
Do not cry, don't be sad

Ah, to die, ah, to die
Darkness comes, close your eyes
Everyone by and by
Meets their end, who knows why?

We are friends, we are friends!
Were before, are again
All the more we depend
When the long road does end

Sing a song, sing a song!
Sing it loud sing it strong
You're allowed, life is long
Nothing's hid, nothing's wrong

I'm a kid, I'm a kid!
I can run like I did
Cowboy gun, stretchy squid
stack things in pyramids

It's a sin, it's a sin!
In a wink life begins
If you stink, you can't win
Earn your wings, be with Him

Now the ring again begins

There is a place where the land meets the sky
Where all the sunsets and rainbows are kept
Where pixies and elves dance and play all day
And make candy from all the tears we’ve wept

And for a gift, I got the world for you
So you and I could exist together
I wrapped it all pretty in beingness
And gave it to you as a birthday gift

I, myself, have made this gift of the world
For you and now I solemnly present
Perception of all things in their wholeness
In honor of your birth on this same day

Long ago, it seems to me now, and yet
Seems only recently to have occurred
My memory is fuzzy after all
But I know it cannot have been elsewise

It was not me who did this thing for you
But was the one I was before myself
And you were there with me throughout it all
You kindly made this gift for me as well