It was the longest of days
It was the shortest...
Spring is blazing dull
A fire pit of icicles
Brutal suggestion in the day
Gentle persuasion under the moon
Crippling voices turn to static
As bodies melt in heat
As bodies melt in sleep
Spin the hands on the clock
Like you spin the bottle
Smash it on the floor
As you blow a kiss to Saturn
Avoiding your reflection as you
Walk upon the shards of daggers
Just like you ignored her mouth
While kissing her lips of poison
Never changing with the seasons
Just adapting to the temperature
Of a soul the color of chaos
Of a heart with no price tag but massive debt
Laying out bread crumbs
With words as your bait
Like a senile, crooked tree
Trying to divorce its fate

You're such a good ******* detector
But I'm the one that's defective
I can't tell if you're an ally
Or an undercover detective

Cause around these parts
The air is toxic
It's **** or be killed
With a dash of pretzel logic

All we've ever known was apathy
And all we've ever felt was confused
So we popped pills and hit the bottle
Using to avoid feeling used

But you're an artist
You make up stories
I can't tell if I fascinate you
Or if you find me boring

I don't want to be a prop
To occupy your hours
I don't want to be your pet
With you holding all the power

Most of all, I don't want to be manipulated
By the impulses of those that whisper in your ear
I just want friendship reciprocated
I need words that are sincere

So please excuse my insecurities
But you knew what you were getting into
I'm the fragile, broken cargo
Of a bird that never flew

Three silver cars, don't drink the water
this land is your land, red wagons
with noise and cruel laughter as a noose
shadows of birds- hallucinations
don't drink the water- you're in alien nation
hammer in the nail--pound, pound, pound away at my sanity
the Mad hatter was a schizophrenic shaman--
all a leader needs is a follower
society not meant for this animal
angelic minds deflowered by....
tattoos influence your fate--
own the kingdom or wear the crown
deny your true identity and society will make one up for you
"if the shoe fits"
will technology and nature ever be lovers? sometimes opposites don't attract
first cig of the day is always the best--then its downhill with a black lung
we find value in being robbed as we're robbed of our....
billionaires are lucky cause they get first dibs on a new planet...
purgatory is septia-toned
they turn you on, they get you in, until you drop out of your own free will
alienation
fake flowers last forever
the world's in such a fever it can't see straight
the movie reel is static--run, run, run
the tame beasts and wild birders are coming to feed

The need to feel alive and numb
Causes time to fly
We let the witches **** our thumbs
While we lived in cake light

The bluebird in the home is an omen
The blackbird in the heart is a prayer
One will bring you death through pleasure
One will bring you truth through despair

So watch as the flame levitates
From the ceiling to the floor
Feel the warmth light up your face
As you wish upon an open door

The condensation on your lips
Lets me know that you’re still breathing
In conversation you have slipped
In my brain I must be bleeding
The fornication known as bliss
Leaves your shell open and seething
Just tell me who I have to kiss
To make this news somewhat relieving

The captain has jumped the ship
Now we’re swimming for the shore
I’m drowning but you sure know how to float along
Can only take such doom in doses
Small, aloof and precocious
And you smile as the water fills my lungs

Your words are second hand
Somehow your smile’s right on time
How’s that conscience taste
Without a hint of the divine
Give me honesty
Or give me a goodbye
There goes another chain breaking
Another nursery rhyme

Sexually violent slang she spurts out in wit
In the cut of red dresses the surgery split
A piece of stained hay in a polished needle stack
He cleaned her out swiftly from front to the back

Flirting here is part of the ritual
Student becoming teacher is habitual
Expressing one’s vision down to a stitch
Makes the writer the only honorable snitch

The summer’s thick heat reminds her of snow
A moist thicket of lips dissolving so slow
Raindrops blur the monochrome lights
As she walks by herself in the city of night

Victims of the flesh pierce every inch of her eyes
She dreams of her Magdalene and future love child
Disarticulated amid sentences of poise
She never screamed so no one heard the noise

These pastels have gotten paler
You refuse to pale in comparison
I'm a tourist
As I mend the stitching of your soul
And watch you lose control
And somehow this song
Makes it personal
Makes it orbital
Makes French sirens
Sound like butterfly wings
An exotic vacation
No beaches needed
As we disco dance
In a trance of city lights
Resounding from the cove
Of secret species' who
Never do as their told
My body still aches
But I killed a prehistoric fish today

All is well if you keep
Sticking me with pins
I've already had the needles
I've already had a phallus
To suspend all their malice
Yet I still breathe warm-blooded
And cold
***** me before I ***** you
Survival of the fittest Adam’s and Eve’s
You’re all the things I want but don’t need
My seed is your worst enemy