How soft this golden glow
Breaks through the window,
As Apollo makes his rounds,
Giving life, and love, to all things on the ground.

Gotta let your​ senses overwhelm you
Gotta feed on carnal feeling,
Let those open wounds breathe through
Embrace the skin's red bleeding.

Feel love's cold sting singing
Feel Spring's flower's leaving
Even the smile that she's leaving.
The changing of the seasons.

Breathe in
Breathe out
Let pollen and dust into your ash and tar,
Look up at night, appreciate the stars.

And reach out
Far.
Farrer than far,
The space out there feels no spring,
It thinks our Earth is so bizarre,
The loving of these seasons.
The loving of these feelings
These bleedings
These breathings.

Pull it into our tar,
Pull the stars and farther,
Let the star stuff bleed you.
Let your human see through
Breathe through to glitter dust.
Pull similes to us,
Filter out the rest.

The space out there feels no love
No cove of blood and gut,
And could we teach it, yes,
But.

Let us breathe it first.

It's cruel what you do to me
My heart is going to give out.

Bill
Has this monologue
Where he discusses
How Superman is God,
And he can only blend in
When he makes himself look
Weak.

Clark Kent is imagination.
Superman is still Superman
And he is still God.

They say no atheists​ in foxholes.

Drag
Drag
Drag my feet though- this peat
Mire.
Dy-ing.
Smog, sogging my feet
Smogging my teeth
Pull this sand through teeth
TV static my scene,
Pull this trash through teeth
Sand and smog what I see.

Lifeless train in my keep
Breaking ribs in my breathe
Grit in my feet,
Clay in my bleed.

Stay. Just stay, big fish.
Let my nets catch you,
Stop slipping
Stop slipping away,
Clay on the beach.

Mire.
Desire too far to be
God within my reach.

Big fish break my nets,
They swim away
They find better place
They find better day.

Big fish, my foxhole
No atheist.
I pray my God,
My Gaia
My goal.
I'm Christian in this hole.
Please
Stay in my sea.

Big fish crave bigger seas
Bjigger than I can please
I'm seething
Seethe.
TV, static, see my sand
Stand on my beach.

My clay won't bog you,
I'll God you,
Altars flaunt you.
I'll exaggerate
If it makes big fish stay.
Or make gray if it
Hears you say "you may."

Carry this sand on my back
Run this far track,
Soak up colors attract
No great attack.

Anything, big fish.
Stay in my scene.

Painting walls with my blood,
From wrist and cranium.
Dark red or pink. Decide.
Artery or vein.
Sedate this monster, or bleed it from me slowly.
Silver stakes into my brain,
Burn every piece of me,
Put me down, restrain me,
I'm going to ruin this world.
I will be the monster.
I will tear down these walls,
Burn the town, **** the ******.
I will be your nightmare.
I'm more than my surface.
Hands reaching from under, I will drown you
You will hear your name screamed through the dense water,
You will see air flush from my lungs as it drains from yours
I am banshee,
I am mire.

I am soot,
I will build up and ignite,
I am lighter fluid and gasoline,
I will scorch this Earth,
Torching trees and deer and squirrels.
I will **** every soul on the surface.
I with bring ash into your eyes,
Blind you and starve you.

I am pain.
I am the wheels of this truck,
Making good creatures into roadkill,
Deleting God's work,
Carcass for magpies to eat.
I will **** this Earth.

I am banshee,
I am iceberg.

I wonder if
Adam
and
Eve
Spent most of their time wandering
Different parts of Eden.