Slipping a hand up
Reality's skirt
trying to deliver a message
finger-*******
a spiral dance
of synchronicity
summoned back in time
to a past life regression
passed little transgressions

In Heaven's mirror
God takes selfies
In our self-righteous
reflection

Like he's got something to prove
But there's always something to prove

We possess ourselves with
a reality so oppressed
for feeling guilt
in living the dream
With no one left to impress

She danced
a symbolic grace
with a look of malice
written on her face

She cast a
lunatic eclipse
of my erratic soul

The Maiden
The Mother
The Crone

It was more than a phase,
just a glimpse into our story-lines
star-crossed
in our own paths
in our own way

She shed the scales
from her eyes
took me by the hand
and spun me into
a fiery embrace

We destroyed each other
but we were complete

She laid there in her galaxy cloak
transcending light and time
transgressive
***** secrets
whispered in his ear
"I just want to supernova"
So he holds back
until she moans out
a celestial symphony
Her o face vibrato
wire tapping hidden energy
Conducting all the right spots
Orchestrating chemistry
enlightened
like lusting galaxies
Descending the electric bodies
Straight from the Goddess' machinery
Where souls go to
come back around together
Until we're all light again

Summoning a Spring time synchronicity
The Goddess Archetype
Submitting at nature's feet
Resonating the ground
Shaking the Earth for the divine crown
To grace me with her presence
She'll embrace my transgressions
Wrapped around and tethered out
from my sacral region

My Princess almost got you beat
But she was always in another castle
Leaving notes
warning me of the ghosts
that'll chase me down when I'm distracted
It was always about the journey
so she left me with the gift of permanent flight
My imagination took it and ran with it
To the ascensions

The haunting happenstance
of the girl of my dreams
Teetering on the edge of sleep
We met halfway at fatigue
Waking up on the shores of her subconscious
Or was it mine?
Here's to shared consciousness

Pouring my heart out
into an empty glass house
Half-filled after I built it for her
The rest of the emptiness subsides
She found safety here
So she locked her totem away
Replacing her sanity
with a vacancy sign

A simple idea planted
but never manifested
Until it tore her soul out
It was her on the ledge of some building
begging me to jump with her
Shared freefall
Like we're still dreaming to wake up
and let reality's lie wash over us
She's slipping

She's caught up in mystery
There was always something about her
The way of the cliche and how it magnetizes
Pulling my insides out
Projecting my other half.

See you in the synchronicities
...That's wishful thinking
Get to know my idiosyncrasies

There's something about the unexpected
That we always anticipate

Or how you always introduce yourself
Like I could forget your presence
It stuck with me
like the taste of your perfume
A savorous ghost
after you left the room

...Then my senses brought me back
To just a moment ago
Laced in your pheromones
When you left me trembling

Meet me on the astral plane
After we strip down to vibrations tonight
We'll build a world outside of our minds

A happenstance rendezvous
Your subconscious or mine?
We'll wake up on the shores
of Black Sandy Beaches
Where I vicariously hunted you my dear
through songs of another
Do you hear me in your headphones?
Passed the music

A subliminal soul
Telepathically delivering you the words
I cannot say to your face

...To the one that I write about.

I am
expressing
art in life.

Art is
expressing life
in you
and me.

Darling your blue eyes
Are more than just a mutation
We're all heaven sent
*A soul manipulation

I am not above this law
     we are one
    
But You have to admit,
Sometimes you have be a vigilante
     for what you believe in

By
any
means
necessary
                  
'Cause at the end of the day
who are you fighting for

us or them?

or "I"
the
true
**enemy

K,
Are you Ok?
Don't you wanna feel more than
just OK?

K,
You haven't left your bed in days
Don't let the darkness dominate
darling

K,
Just put your favorite record on
and dance out the rest of the war
of your mind

K,
Exploit those thoughts
Before they become demons

K,
Don't tell me I don't have an obligation to care for you
I've always been here for you
Even when you were across Lake Michigan

K,
You're more beautiful than you give yourself credit for
Your grace penetrates the Earth
Transcending Rose-beds

K,
See
There is light
somewhere
in everything

K
I wish I could go into dreams and save you
Before reality slips away
On the shores of our subconscious
I can be your totem
*You be my anchor

They slipped a roofie
in the wishing well
Now we're all on some ****** up
American *******

Baptize the *******
In the sacred swamps
laced with chemicals
They bottle feed

We're the children of the same struggle
Hungry ghosts of the nursery
Pacified by the message
they shoved down our throat
via the animation machinery
with malicious undertones

**** on this
Oral fixation
Choke on this
We can fix it
The problem you see
The problem we invented
it's what you want
to be ailed with

The hypochondriac
vs. the human conditioning

Prescribed apathy
They want us numb
Some scared sick lullaby
along we hum

I'm not here to save you
I'm just the divine intervention
The guardian angel
watching
as
you're
*******

Strip
down
to
your
filthy
so­ul

I liked
the way
You
twirled your hair
Around
your finger

As
You
danced
to the
nervous
heartbeat
Of your soul

And mouthed
the words to
the song
You told me
*You hated

What do you do
when you feel useless
to the world that
you're trying to save
from yourself?

The revolution remains
in our head
un-manifested
just like us
trying to formulate
the message we want to express

Or the demons we want to slay
with telepathic laser vision
Burning through our third eyes
with our sights
set on the Goddess

The muse in the mayhem
marching away through the chaos
The thrill in the chase
is the biggest cocktease

Meeting us at our sacrificial
sacred places we like to invent
Meet me under the Moon
and I'll make you howl like
watching the best minds of our generation
destroyed by their own madness

That's how to get back at the world
that tried to make us feel useless

Pull
the
trigger
*****

Russian roulette
with your best friend
Your mind
Your weapon

set
to
self-destruction

Blowing it's load
In the face
of Mother Nature
The all organic
*******

Where you abort
your best ideas
for fear they'll
take over
Without you
and your
mother *******
Oedipal complex

We would never be here
trying to go back in time
again

We would never be here
blowing our minds
back to Nirvana

We would never be here
if it wasn't
for a trigger-finger
itch

I was facing upwards
Toward the machinery of solar bursts
In an attempt
to harness
the power
of
oblivion

I could feel jolts of electricity
Passing through me
Via the star interface

The planets were tangible
at one point
they started
to communicate
with me

Telepathic intervention

The committee of sleep
was calling me out
in a hallucination of reality

They preached of untapped energy

A floodgate opened
pouring presence
of my racing thoughts
and the rest
of the trafficked ghosts
of inspiration

Slit the throat
of the communication vortex
At the risk of spilling my guts

But I needed to say something
I was at the edge of my own impulses
Trying to hold myself back from jumping

To feel alive
as long as I'm falling
back into the arms
of my sacred sanctuary

She slipped out of her clothes
The little black dress
I always envision her
dropping
to the floor

Before we hit the bed
running on euphoric overload
She got off on the way I destroyed her ego
to enlighten her

submitting
to
the
sado
maso
Christ
within

I was the second coming
of her consciousness
slurred
slurping
ships
of
my ambrosia
loaded
god-complex
from her lips
dripping wet
sweetness
down the curves
of honey-softness

O
What it does to her hips
quivering
tingling
writhing
wet
When I crucify her.
Pin her to the mattress

What she meant to say
was she wanted
Stigmata

To really feel the pain/pleasure switch
To strike and choke her
Because of daddy-issue reasons

This is that atonement
Bad Bad
Baby girl
battered
beat red
stripped down
back to her
Electra Complex
The light again

From plateaus
bound by
peaks
until ******
Alpha
Omega

A little death.
Reborn where it begins

She is the life breather.

She is the adventure.

She is the little death.

*She choked me here.