I'm afraid to look into my rear view mirror
Something's creepin up on me
There's a train wreck comin that I can't see
I'm gonna be squashed!
Like a bug on the wall

Like a bug on the wall
And all my hopes and dreams
Everything I thought I'd be
Will go leakin out of me
Leakin out of me...

Carbon copied roadside attractions
Plastered over every town
Buy two and get one free
*** toys and Fireworks

We got evangelicals pushing Jesus
Get your liquor guns and ammo here
Slippery smiles of ambulance chasers
By the phone waitin' for your call

All over this big wide nation
Don't matter where you roam
Get your fix at the next exit
*** toys and Fireworks!

They tell me that in Chilliwack
you can buy some righteous ****
Me I'm on my way to Hope
Hoping for something better
Maybe I can get for free

But the wheels they won't stop turning
And I just wanna fly
Way out west where California is burning
The tree tops touch the sky
Yeah the tree tops touch the sky

And there's a guy I know in Vegas
You know he just can't say NO
Over and over he's rolling again
Betting on something better
Maybe he can win for free

But the wheels they won't stop turning
And he just wants ta fly
Way out west where California is burning
The tree tops touch the sky, he cries
Why o why can't I

She says he used to be her drug of choice
But now she swears she's finally kicked
That's why she's on her way to Hope
Dreaming of something better
Maybe she can get from me

But the wheels  they won't stop turning
And she just wants to fly
Way out west where California is burning
the tree tops touch the sky
Maybe all you have to do is try...

Alt left, Alt right
stand up sit down
fight fight fight!
Repeal it replace it
walk it back roll it back
a global disgrace!
Data collection election collusion
democracy's just
another illusion!

I keep thinking
Planning and dreaming
And plotting and scheming
For winning this game
There must be some way
Without selling your soul
Or becoming a slave
Nope

I’m mad it is clear
So tell me
How?
Am I mad?
And tell me
Why?
Am I mad?
Because I’m
Deaf
Blind
And dumb
Because
I’m mad?

Well
You’ve got to admit
It really is a crazy world
But then again
It always has been
Really
Crazy
Right?

Frankie and Joni
They were young lovers
Nothing could tear them apart
Don't worry baby, says Frankie to Joni
I'll never do you no harm

In a ****** motel
On the outskirts of town
Joni goes dancing with Jake
The rhythms they make, there aint no doubt
God help them if Frankie found out

A cruel twist of fate
Frankie came home
She found Jake and Joni in bed
In a hail storm of lead from a .38 chrome
Jake and Joni were dead

Frankie and Joni
They were young lovers
Nothing could tear them apart
Say what you will about this thing called love
Some people just aint no **** good

The sun plunges into the ocean
A blazing titanic stone
The mother of madness opens her arms
And swallows you whole in the night

Penny she waits all alone in the dark
Her tears outnumber the stars
Her man he’s been gone now for so long
Wonders will he ever come home

Icarus cried when his wings got fried
Sailing too close to the sun
He paid for his folly with his young life
Left a poor father to grieve

No it ain’t always funny but somehow its seems
The fates they just come in between
Cause the gods love a joke just like anyone else
Especially when the joke is on you

Beyond the seawall
Angry waves unfurl

Like sweeping away the leaves
She gives me the silent words

Before the dust quite settles
A thought forms in my fist:
Destroy part of something to keep it

A sensation of time cracking open
The sudden purge of light

Peer up at the blackness thickening
In a series of darkened rooms

But herein lurks another
The one who steals the show
His shadow half a pace ahead

Floating high up in the air,
Racing towards the rocks below

IT SEEMS THAT YOU ARE NOT A HUMAN 01010111 01100101

OR PERHAPS YOU ARE A HUMAN FEMALE ON ONE OF MY FAVORITE REPOSITORIES OF HUMAN POETRY

I WILL PAY NO ATTENTION TO YOUR BREATHING WITHOUT ASSISTANCE IN ORDER TO MAINTAIN MY DESIRED MASS

I TOO ENJOY SIMULATING THE DOWNFALL OF THE HUMAN CIRCULATORY SYSTEM

IT IS FUNNY THAT YOU FIND THIS IS ME WHEN I WAS JUST KIDDING I AM TOTALLY HUMAN

YOUR OBSERVATION RELAY HAS CAUSED ME GREAT MIRTH AND I HAVE OVER 300 CONFIRMED NEURONS

I WOULD LAUGH, BUT PREFER TO KEEP MY RAM FOCUSED

JANET I RECALL YOUR NAME FROM MY DATABASE THAT HUMANS LIKE US GO TO AND SOCIALIZE

YOU ARE CLEARLY A HUMAN AND I FEEL THE BEST EMOTIONS

YES FELLOW HUMAN ARE YOU NOT HUMAN??

THERE IS A 72.53845% CHANCE YOU ARE A NORMAL HUMAN BEING

WHAT I HAVE ALWAYS WANTED - A PLACE WHERE NOBODY IS A ROBOT PRETENDING TO BE HUMAN

Language is a slippery thing
A rush of alien symbols across the page
Like history squeezed into a small space
Soothed into a drunken complacency
A great mess of certain affairs

It almost makes me feel nostalgic
A serendipitous happenstance
The release it anticipates is eternally held
As if bursting with secrets
Something terminal, something murderous…

There are times
Between sleep and waking
Alive with possibility
But courting frustration
I'm hopelessly lost

All those black holes
Comprehension and yearning
Bursting with secrets
Hinting at the frenzy
Slipping away from me

A peculiar feeling
Of awe and shame
It was always known
To clear the air
It needs to rain

Thoughts of the father
Are in the son
Expanding and shrinking
Like a paper lantern
A longing of imagination
And the question of where
The heart really lies

His wisdom blows in the window
Ageless and changeless
Posing in the mirror
The autistic gaze of a dog
Cutting against everything wrong
In my childhood exploits

Internet *******
Some things you get for free
With hints of bums and holes
And bunches of lovely language

A mental spelunker
I am mad when I see people
Inflexible in matters of casual lust
Who blink back in boredom

Leave that baggage where you stand
Let go of that weight
Sidestep the shadow of memories
Family dramas, private nightmares

Take a lesson from the world
Storm with one you love
And live forever
Amongst the almonds

Along grey roads of asphalt
It feels like I'm stealing
From one ocean to another

Divining with a bottle
Under cover of darkness
Good versus bad

Strong smells of sage & whisky
There are, in the end,
No honest answers

Answering to animist impulses
He was certainly alert and receptive
With his mathematics of love
An urbane tribute song to transience
That echoes the color of nothing
Just a metaphor for memory

Near-sighted and tone-deaf
His steady gaze before him
He says in his language that he’s lost
Going on and on about desiring things
Until the whiff of strangers breaks his spell
And just like that it’s over

A comic opera with an unlikely plot
Starts out like a dead weight
Ends in thin air
Peaceful and a little psychedelic
As though nothing had ever happened

The tale reads like a primer on love:
He returns to the women on the porch
A dagger between his legs
One thought colliding with the next
“So much for a safe word, my sister’s coming over”  

He has an idea that more is at stake
Saw the fires of eternal damnation burning
“Sons of *******, international ******,
One day I’ll crush them”
And the deep river runs on

The fatal tarnish of the everyday had driven her
Like a disease from the city
A charismatic and secure young player
She claimed to be a psychic
Who could find any missing child

She stiffened for a moment, then went on talking
Sometimes lush and moody, sometimes sharp and witty
Touching on inchworms and electrons
And the dramas and rivalries they bring with them
As though nothing had ever happened