We all want to claim that we belong
To the world's most notoriously boring circus
Yet we are potentially only decades
Away from becoming like the dinosaurs
So much for solidarity in the shadows
When there are no easy endings or exit strategies
And the doors and windows of the world
Have all been shut for far too long

What now you ask
And wonder if
She stole the water
From your mouth
And turned it into blood
Love is a rusted out building
We argue and produce this music
Love is the road to choosing
We seek the truth in finger-paints
And sand-castles collapsing
Cancel your soliloquy
She doesn’t care to hear it
If you want to reach her
You need not ask for her permission
Instead you must seek her
In silence through a wilderness
Pleasure is a false road returning
You mourn the loss of your innocence
We have found the ground of our oblivion
And lie on it forever
Tonight i just want to drink
But we still need the thunder
To give it any meaning
And i am a castle undergoing renovations
So lay with me only if and when
You're ready for transformation
And this is a beautiful lesson indeed

Silence
Sits
Waits
Patiently
Stillness
Resists temptation
Moves infrequently
Lips
Meet
Stillness
Persists
In defying
Gravity
Slowly
Slowly
Breathe
Now is the time
For music
To speak

I persist in thinking
That i will eventually
Come to grips with this love
But it seems its not really a viable option
For you are given to hiding
Your fire in the chapel
That turned my hands into rusted spirals
And burnt embers of virtue
Love is a voice lost in the gutter
It's a boiling *** filled with leaves and herbs
While you make comfrey tea and drink cider
Made from the webs of an obsessive compulsive spider
We shake our hips to the inordinate sounds of sonic thunder
With every drummer on the planet simultaneously convulsing
So burn and burn again, make new friends
And eventually you'll stand a tiny bit taller
Until you share the weight of eternity that is placed on your plate
In the place where Prometheus dared to give these mortals their name
And forged the fire of freedom's flames into our destiny
Grief is a ****** lip
Whenever lies have slipped
From your mouth too easily
We take our turn-arounds with grace
As if life was just a beautiful graveyard
Where we display our hesitation a bit too hastily
Hundreds of cows dream and drown in this music
Their hunger is as abundant as your lungs are fruitful
Still your lips are useful for drowning in
So i penetrate the sound barrier's *****
Until your bountiful legs rebound off the horizon
At the speed of a mile a minute
There is still no time to waste or wait
For she obviously tries to break my heart every day
When there is no time for complacency
I contemplate drowning in the lake of your desire
As your lips are fiery threads that offer silence to the sacred
There are no highlighters here to underline your tears
Or mark the ways you’ve made the world a better place
Instead i choose to caress the left side of your face with my hand
Until the rest of the world notices our asymmetrical display of affection
And the room is now spinning in space
As hundreds of books fly from the shelves
And make eternity their permanent resting place
We try to edify ourselves too quickly these days
And I wont pretend to confess my sorrow to the dawn
Or try to control you with these words that you've outworn
For we both have already contended
That at the end of the day this love is probably
Not even worth mentioning

Many have fallen
By the wayside
Of your eyes
I see darkness
In the densest of clouds
Passing overhead
Dreaming hungrily
For your lips
To smile at me
Just a single time

Congratulations on being empty
It's brave and inspiring
Amidst the mindlessness
And apathy that exists undeniably
A mindset of spineless
Arrogance and privilege
While innocence is lost; at the cost
Of sovereignty and safety
And for what price or prejudice
Would you dare dismiss these kisses
As merely, the most circumstantial of evidences

I paid the price my whole life
And now i forget to cry
Collapsing sunrises
Into high-rises and dental hygiene
We rely on music and ceremony
Hedgerows grow taller
Albeit the most neglected souls
Are often the most valuable
So we row our boats home
Through foggy rivers
And wade in this boggy water
Love is a rolling hillside
Dusty roads determine
Our healthy levels of oxygen
Eleven miles more to go
Until we fall upon some momentary magic
And mercury retrograde is almost over
With makeovers and madness
As the grass grows taller
Beyond our control
Is only ever an observation
The flow of misinformation
Makes mistakes because
It takes time and patience
To undo but not erase, the ordinary
And daily acts of violence
These visions, misgivings and poisons
Are like silent sirens singing
For us to follow them down deep below
The waves and the spray of Aphrodite's nascent soul
To their permanent home
Beneath the sea of unlimited long-term memory