They say you ought to fight fire with fire
They say you ought to be a good man
They say you ought to be strong and simple
They say you ought to do what you can
So I ride in stripes of green and white leaves
I ride in stripes of golden brown sands
I see in shades of red and blue lights
I see in shades of ***** amends
They cover their mouths with thin scarves and drag
The speak in weird tongues; we speak with a flag
They hide weapons well, while we reveal none
Unless you consider, at our side, a gun
And a tank, combat boots, a vest and grenades-
Our own little pretty artillery arcade
So we shot a few kids, a few wives, a few cattle
That's the price you pay in a battle
It's a part of our bodies, we do as we're told
It's them or us, no fuss, no time to be bold
So we "breathe easy," hold tight, take aim and fire
We try to forget our at-home desires
We remember our fathers, and those who died well
We remember our wives, and loves we didn't tell
We remember our home, and all we've worked for
We remember our country and all those in war.
It's part of our minds
"Be all you can be."
Shut up, stand down
Get on your knees
Always fight the good fight
Fight fire with fire
Leave all troubles at home
And don't cut the red wire

I have a house on a chain
It used to dangle from my wrist
It was lost and someone found it
But then it didn't fit

I strung it from a wire
Tied it loosely round my neck
But the sunlight bleached it
Still, I wanted to keep it

Pulled it closer to my heart
Collared love and neck-bone lace
Till the string was pulled too tight
I was choked but didn't die

The house took my spirit away
But my breath remained
Then came the dreams of fire
And I knew the house was cursed

Should have kept the superstitions
Said my acts of contrition
Followed all the warning bells
And realized that this house was hell

Now the matter seeps in heavy
Sandman has replaced the sun
I beg the stars, eternal rest
And, which form of death is best?

Death stuck its tongue down my throat
The day you waltzed into my life
I should have felt the universe's tempo erupt
But I was too busy fulfilling self-prophecies

Luring with your lore
The diabolical trickster
I would have had an alibi
But you led me to the woods
You said, "Follow these bread crumbs,
I'm right by your side."
But when we arrived,
You blew the house down
And as I watched the Jack of Hearts
Fly away like a destined balloon,
You threw me in the oven

I just wanted to know what I stood for
You spelled it out for everyone
Psychological warfare bends
Now you have my friends
In your sweaty little palm

You're Warhol in a freezer
Conducting Gold with your disposable
Tin-foil factory
They postulate and worship you
While you jam their fingernails in soil,
In smack,
On steering wheels of junk Cadillacs
But your exploitation is a little less divine
They'll build statues in your honor
But their names never graced
The pages of your diary

I couldn't help but ask
Where did you learn such deceit?
Did the antichrist tribe transform you?
Or did a brainwashing cult abduct you?
Did dear liberty project a monarch on your crown
Then steal your head away?
Someone had to teach you the tactics of the dead
Otherwise I wouldn't be here

The ****** who never loses his shirt
But fights *****
Who thinks he's a sun god
But never could see the ice on the moon
You're nothing but a blurred photograph
An insect in amber
An unborn fetus
A ghost
You could have had your revolution
But you chained all the orphans
And crucified her on a telephone pole

You brought me a monster disguised as a mime
Said it was my time to get it talking
I pondered what great a gift to set something free
While in the shadows you put blood in the water
Then fed it to me

I remember lips moving, but never the words
I remember immobility, but never the verbs
(How two-faced is instinct when masked
With a drug you've never tasted before?)

I thought I had shaken this feeling of quiver
Until you delivered me straight to the sheep
Who immediately sank their teeth and grinned
They still had fleece: The joke's on me

At the same time your obsession wavered
Said to savor the memories and the mystery
For what I didn't know would **** me
And so your hands are clean

But I knew something too
A sober fool- yes
But even drunk on your first elixir
I could see through you

Kept coming back to catch you in the act
Partaking in your habits to appease your false politeness
Until it painted my world black-
But I was so close

Just wanted to know a piece of you worth saving
But you feared my mind's sedition-
You mistook napkin stories
For published ammunition

And so gained pleasure in wetting your fingers
And putting out my flame
Keeping secret tallies with your body-snatchers
As to when I'd burn out and fade away

But what you never told them
And will never tell the future
The truth-
Your scars may be invisible
But fire burns in fury when it's blue

So I'll be waiting in my exile
Till the end of days
When the haze has lifted
Your spell has broken
And the Creator returns to its rightful owner

We're all ok
With the wind on our backs
But misdirected anger needs a home
And it needs it fast
(Silver string turning grey)
A backpacker walking
Ain't no walker with a knapsack
No more snappy fingers
******* another's soul
Call it your own
(Silver string turning grey)
The network of loneliness
A bunch of faded glories
Doing time
For the pain of another
We beg for contact
And we know we'll never find it
But it's out there
We beg for mercy
When we've already found it
Within ourselves
(Silver string turning grey)
Cynics are dreamers
Watching the shiny happy people
Float on by
In cement shoes

Everywhere I go
They throw roses
And love letters
Bright flashing bulbs
The tabloid circus
I'm a hero
I can walk on water
They want me at their charity
They want me to date their daughter
Paparazzi press
Unison- applauders
I said nothing funny
But they want my autograph
All the potential wannabes
Who claim they know my soul
The stupid adoration
Accumulated lull
The hippie-mystic groupies
Who want to get me high
The young married wife
Who shares my zodiac sign
The cop who lets me go
When I want to get caught
The journalist and his
Unrelenting cameraman
The sickly-devoted, naive
Screaming fan
The occasional stalker
Assassin-like scare
The philosophical ******
The devil-may-care
Crowd always willing to
Get slaughtered by celebrity
Until the stardust melts
And I'm no one else but me
Personal interest groups
Who always love a clown-
Now take everything above
And turn it all around

And the prophets all dressed in their Sunday's best,
Waiting for the secret of the sacred test
While the little red birds and the ******* crows
Sang a tune, "One above, one below"
And as she whittled the knife cross her wrist,
She came across an ancient tryst
A place she knew from way back when;
The place she knew that she would end
It had hands like hers, and vulnerable eyes,
But the mind did not shake, the soul not disguise
It drug her away from the beady-eyed ones,
While she stared from below with a mouthful of guns
It took her away to a quiet room,
Where around her was no one she knew
She turned to look at its face, but only emptiness
She turned to ask it a name, but only vagueness
And what did you mean when you said you had a dream
Full of colorful squares and the butter king?
And why did the man drinking gin from a can,
Provide such a riddle on the night of the ******?
"He'll come to you in chains, so take what he gives"
Does this mean that I'll die, and he lives?
Is redemption the path for the doomed and the great,
That comes only when called upon by your fate?
Where then is this world, with chips, ruffles and pearls?
Where is my ticket to? Heaven or Hell?
Either way, I'm not meant for this realm,
Where I'm flying blind with no one at the helm
The haunted attic days are over
No more crimson, no more clover
The lollipops are frozen, the crisps have turned black
They possess everything; I only love what I lack
So rid me of here, or obliterate it all;
Being "self-contained" just isn't my call
I could be strong and keep a tight trigger,
But these unborn chicken voices are bigger

I'm running down the halls
Of the Infinite Hotel
Cause I don't want to turn blue
I'll keep going till I hear the bells
On black mamba's shoes
Don't want to be a sucker for
The green big-freeze
If the walls close in on me
I have a sea of pocket universes
There goes one, two and three

I'm the backwards kid
A ripple in space time
Sent from another universe
In the microwave is where you'll find me
Expanding till I burst
Don't want to be a maggot for
Your plot of earth
If the walls close in on me
I have magnets on my hands
To weave the crunch-crunch, bang-bang

I'm hurdling over sand castles
And up ahead some wide-eyed kid
Is toppling them over

Grow Up- Learn your ABC's
-Tic Tac Toe & 1-2-3
Hopscotch, bop-bop, twinkle toes
Head, shoulders, knees & elbows
In It- Trying THC
Just to ***** authority
LSD to open eyes-
Though it was made by FBI
Till birds are mocking
Walls are talking
Brain is botched
So hops & scotch
Jingo Jango in your glass
Your only present is the past
When everything has gone deluded
Spirits drink your spinal fluid
Should have thought Outside the Box
But stayed inside your mental locks
Cause Twinkle Twinkle Little Star
Is now a Soul put behind bars

Change your habits
Change your ways
But don't you dare
Pass me by
Give up your vices
And take my advice
(Who is watching?
Who is watching?)
The devil always
Lives in New York
And all cities are the same
So rock like a cradle
Roll like a child
Down the hill,
Down the hill,
Down the hill
Rave on, ravens
Look pretty in the grave
On good ol' Independence day
We'll high-five and low-dive
We'll high-five and low-die
Dear Babylon,
Mother goose, swan song
Must we plan our dirges in advance
If you must, choose the fire
If you must, choose the fire
If you must, choose the fire
But blood in moonlight
Almost looks black
So ooze me into the riverbed
And I'm almost beautiful
Almost beautiful
Always pitiful
But almost beautiful
But for now I've got my sugar
Dog food and guns
And in my left pocket
Some family photos
And invisible bombs
Invisible bombs
(We need invincible drums
To beat the little ones)
Pure and perfect
Empty me
But I prefer the sea of streets
To these roads on my walls
Roads on my walls
I just can't quit
Pack up and leave
This is all I'll ever know
All I'll ever be
(Or so they told me)
So let's get paid, laid, made
And pray we don't go stale
Like the sand and pail
Like the sand and pail
How this land impales

Don't worry
It won't come without warning
We'll take care of you
Guide you through the storm
And if your thoughts are led astray
Just remember where you come from
We'll take the pain away
Put your mind at ease
Just look to the sky
See your troubles fade away
And when you come back down
You'll find your place among the squares
Why would we intend to do you wrong?
You're the ones that hurt and harm
So don't be scared at all
Stunt acts are fun
No need to sound the alarm
Simple policy and procedure
Just keep minding your business
And lose yourself in freedom
But if you happen to be present
Know that you were special
You were chosen as the chosen ones
And people will remember you
Don't worry
It won't come without warning
We'll take care of you
This is only a drill

We were always bored
Looking for a piece of the action on
Ash tray floors and ****-ridden windows
Ambitious, ambidextrous fools
Trying to reach the icy heights at flaming fifteen

As we got older
Now we're too busy to just sit
And stare at the wall
We should've just stared at the wall
While we could

But we were too busy climbing
Overcoming building blocks
Now that they're stepping stones
All the doors we really need are locked

We should've stayed grounded
In trampolines and pavement chalk
Biding our time in the
Occasional tightrope walk

But to have it all when you want it
Is such a drug
So we pushed each other off
Just to feel the flight of falling

We tried so hard to make the pieces fit
But one puzzle solved
Is just another with more anguish in it

Taking left-hand paths
Just to prove ourselves right
Filling unknown vacancies
We were explorers in the night

As we got older
Now we're to busy to just
Wander in the woods
We should've just stayed in the woods
While we could

But the page has turned
The properties of sin have left us
Stranded in empty lots
Drawing straws for who and who is not

Passing notes and paper planes
We should've been holding hands
Connecting dots, embracing pain
We could've formed a circle band

Kings and queens and peasants
We were them all
But the trinity was dissolved
By geometry's laws

We tried so hard to make the language fit
But one riddle solved
Is just another with more questions in it

When genuine thoughts begin
To get abbreviated
You better pray you're not
The one who's deviated

Cause as we get older
We become too busy to
Recognize the truth
We should have recognized the truth
But it's no use

I don't know what happened to us
But I thought the underdog
Always got the glory later
So I saved my moments in a box

But the contest for youth fame
Is masked by drama's feeble gain
Cause what transpires long after
Is a race for cheap laughter

Better cross your fingers
And stand out as a loser
Lest you become a cabaret
The second you begin to change

I tried so hard to make myself fit in
But one problem solved
Is just another nihilistic moment

The anatomy of a hand
Is closer to a belief
One is me
Two is us
And sometimes
Two is a mindless gesture
Peace or horns,
Love or scorn,
Take your pick
Three is trinity
Three is just
Until it comes in bad luck
In those with a pulse
Cause one will always betray
Like a school-child abandoned in the playground
And four is quite the score
If you know the true nature
Of the Hanged Man
And five is a silly thing
It's only our limbs
And stars and such
No rush
And six knows all the tricks
Until it's reversed
And seven is heaven
But also holds wounds
Yet then again, it can be friend
Pushing you closer to beloved ten
As ten is perfection
Until you reach twelve
Count on your fingers
I dare you delve
Into the anatomy of a hand
A thumb is a woman in thin air
Index is male-talk for beware
Beware the pinky finger
An evil little thing
A ring is a finger not meant for a ring
It all lies in the middle
******* as planned
Yet in your anger you're blessing above
Blessing what cannot be named
But don't tame your hands
It's all part of the plan

A spear. An apple. A wing. A question mark split down the middle. B and V. Our biology. A pair of puckered lips never meant to bare teeth. A stamp. A shoe that doesn't stomp. A hard hat stubborn to turn and to change. Grows until you die, but shrinks all the same. A manmade symbol. A hallmark holiday. A trickster fairy's best weapon. Romance, erotica, intimacy an *******. Love, but not the love the world needs most. Reproductive organs, upside-down or right-side up. A moon. A teddy bear's ears. An inverted triangle. A horizontal, double-scooped ice cream cone. Weighed with a feather from a guard of hell, and we have heavy, hungry hearts. Without another ond we can't fly. Two snakes united in a kiss embrace. Evol.

Father, son, and holy ghost
Galaxies out there are also down here
Where fire and brimstone meet the ocean
Rocking rolling dancing purge
Sacred cleansing primal urge
And as we lose an angle breaks
We stand alone and here we start
Connect the signal brain and heart
The closest and most far apart
Keep going till you reach the edge
Find a way to bridge the gap
Shift the hourglass
And pray for wings

It's a big bad, mean cruel world
You can't expect much good fire
And he's got debts to pay
And she's got mouths to feed
And we got mamas and papas
Weary of all the ruckus
And she's got a boy to please
And he's got to settle the score
And they keep looking at me like,
"Why should you kick the bucket?"
When amidst these troubles
An among these worries
They still get the weekend release
Cause amidst all the smoke
Among bottles empty
They get their kicks laughing at me
It's all fun and games until the canopy falls
And you have doppelganger dreams, and demons at your door
And she's got poison juice
And he's got drug abuse
And we got mamas and papas
Tired of all the paper
And his mama just split
And her daddy just went stiff
And me, I'm just disintegrating
In the vapor
See I try to keep it light
Never said I was right
You'll never know my tragedy
But if we ever meet again
And you're the one that's spiralin'
Will you ask to hold my hand

Sacrificed for national healing
Head on a plate
Checkup from the neck-up
Mother, Mother,
They're washing my brain again
Implanting discs where wings should be
Put a gun in my right hand
Left me with a pill
Their quick and ***** ****
Cleans you out so slowly
What a wrong sensation
For their righteous slay
Gained a middle name
And no more summer rain
Will hit my roof again
Fell for their cruel nature
Sprung from lack of nurture
People never notice anything
And I'm caught in the rye
Live in the moment
Do what you please
One might destroy you
But a worse disease
Is strapping the harness
And losing the keys

You wear her ring
I'll cut your palm
Draw your blood
Skin cells fusing with the dust

I trace the scar
On my left hand
A lifeline made
Slam the glass and cut it again

You turn away
To ashen Verde
And shriveling flowers
Come back with uninspired eyes for this tired pen

So I spit on your grace
That comes bearing shelter
And descend upwards
To putrid ducts where I can freely release my own sins

Then I ascend downwards
To appease wasted salt
And find you there with a gun
And bullets on a three-legged table set for two

You say you're a hustler
And you got it made
And you made your bed
But you refuse to lie in it
Street's the education
I say look up all the ways
Your nation made you a slave
You threw away the tie-dyes
And picked up a gun
But it's one and the same
It's one and the same
You're playing politician
Minus the wife
As the in-crowd polishes
Their gold incisors
And it's not the same
You're one and the same

Is it dawn or dusk
I can't tell
But I feel competent
I know what lies ahead

Cocktail parties
And bar-stool nights
It's no longer Main Street
It's the Nile

When the amulet of ringlets
From my eyeball glass
Makes me tumble evermore
Into the damp, dark streets

Another binge
Another ******
Another lavish fee
For yet another shoddy ghost

But it eases my loneliness
Boosts my confidence
Entices my fantasy bone
Relaxes my harried soul

Got to purge this moral anemia
Splurge on all academia
Just to feel the surge
That makes the brain waves flow

But this merry go round and round
Don't stop when the music does
My rock bottom is an ocean
Swirling to the siren's call

I've tried everything
Under the sun
But neuroses can't be cured
When you're under someone's thumb

I put it all on the shelf
Hid the corkscrew and the belt
Just to gnash it open with my fangs
Releasing all those hunger pangs

Cause I can't live for laundry lint
Or wait for the big accident
I know better than to read a tragedy
When my palette's clean

Spirits in this glass
Help me rid those in my life
I've got reasons of the flesh
But mostly of the mind

Took so many blows from the outside
I'm poor at heart
I'm dominated by
The lack of vine inside

I need to stimulate my senses
To simulate my defenses
Swimming with the sharks
Against these high tides

Don't want to be nobody's public charge
My reprieve came early
My sentence fastened like a bag of bricks
My caretaker's not waiting by the pearly gates

So just let me be insulated
Let me keep warm
Ignore those violet stains on my shirt
Ignore this violent strain in my voice

Undernourished an inhuman
They all want revelation with good endings
But when it's 4AM, every hour of every day
You start to hold tight to these newborn dreams

So easily familiar, so wretchedly out of reach
Praying for bonanza or ultimate decay
You can't settle for anything else
So you rather hold your breath and wait

The mouse and the bat
Protruding through that hole in the wall
It's always little animals
No dinosaurs

I keep snapping my fingers
Making signs of a deluded cross
Cause I ain't got no gravy train
And I ain't got no St. Helen

Guess I'll remain on the porch
Travel through the marshes of the storm
Asked for blood to transform my fears
But they gave me Mut's duped and heavy tears

They all want heaven on a stick
A cornucopia of tricks
I'm just trying to survive
The next twenty minutes

It's always
"Did she jump or was she pushed?"
But no one really cares
It's a cold case for the books

In the dark night of the soul
You're just a relic to behold
Stuck in the bell jar
Like an innocent monster

The world's on crack
And it's not all it's cracked up to be
So I'll wallow in my 96 proof blood
This straight Apple Jack's the only savior I see
(It's all a royal harem's conspiracy)

Fire is not the devil's playground
It's where angels go who can't be found
By something stronger than the purest numb
Like putting out a blue flame with your tongue
She wanted to die
She needed someone to put her
Out of her misery
She didn't mean no harm
So look out for her memory
And it helps, some
But she's drowning
In alphabet soup
The right went left
No sickness resounding
To anyone else
Cause to everyone else
She's the cork that stops the foam
From boiling over into homes and houses
She used to be quiet as a mouse is
Now she's a mute bird bagged with the cat
And that's that
Cause this is hell, she says
I've served my sentence
And I'm seeing red
And when I laugh
You won't see my head
It's back by the bushes
Hysterical, half-dead…
Fire is not the devils playground
It's where angels go who can't be found
By something stronger than the purest numb
Like twenty hard years under someone's thumb
Seasons change, she don't
It's only new threads, new friends
And the same smoke

Freelance astronaut
With a ponytail
On the late-night shift
Took this rocket many times before
No nightmare grivets

Still something creeps inside
As I watch the metal birds fly
Like the wind before a tornado
Mister Rogers with a red glass eye

And I dream of forts and storm shelters
Paper crackers and magazines
But they're only crops in my head
Ding-**** the witch is dead

Got my coupons
Got my waivers
Better get on board
Blink an eye
Past the borderline
Trace the silver biblical chord

But what's this terror
What's this sensation
I'm alone and bound and tied
Promethean sacrifice
See the cavity craters
In my peripheral eye

Reading rainbow I can't read you
All I see is a misty circle
Butchered ogdoad for a baker's dozen
But three isn't what you'd expect

These ropes want to be untied
Menstrual men and cosmic spies
Feel them all from below
Hear them all from above
Like dead wind chimes

Major Tom
Where's your tea-set?
It's us and them now
Forget Ziggy
You're the Starman

Becoming more like a machine
Each and every day
Dusting my hard-drive
Pulling wires from the
Motherboard
Seeking control
Who am I?

We know you got this
Death-drive type thing
Pure desire
Driving you up walls
But don't worry
Your bedroom's elegant
Just lacking in a certain shade of green

Got my death tools
Got evolution's bent
LSD morals
Cardboard Soup
But any malfunction
Means I plummet

Starling child
Superman's coming with
Great Insights
Red Suit, Yellow Suit
We know it's you
Rest now
Your homecoming awaits

Penetrating gravity
Swallow me slowly
Black hole
The rules of brain
Have changed
I repeat
The rules of brain
Have changed
(Throw up,
Regurgitate)
Man in yellow suit
Miscarried today
He floated away
Tried to save him
But the jaws of life let go

Let's talk drill bitter
Hold that thought
(Pod B- Eyes Open)
Hey we're back
Let's play chess
Testing Testing
What a brilliant
Sketch

I keep having
The same dream
I see this floating
Tombstone
Taunting me like Moses' tablet
But it always dissolves
Out of my reach
The door keeps closing
But floats back to me

Hold your fact sheets close
This decimation is critical
The millions will praise you
Don't eclipse your mission
Enjoy the scenery
Remember your duties

If God has a face
Will I soon see it?
Can he not hear us without
These markers?
Did he abandon Gaia
The minute she fell?
Ancient astronauts
Invade my nightmares
I feel like I've been here before

We assure you
There're no witch doctors
In outer space
There's a time for revelation
And a time for concealment
Please learn the difference
You're almost home

More imaginary friends
But their intentions
Are unknown
The bow-man
With his shaky spears
Tells me I have
Nothing to fear
But I wonder why he
Looks so sad
The motherboard is dead
Polite robots politely abandon you,
Just like people do
And I'm still carrying
The motherload
"My mind is going- I can feel it"

"Hello,
This is a prerecorded message
By now you're in
Jupiter's time warp
Deep inside the
Dodecahedron
You're making history here
Keep your eye on the prize
You'll do fine"

Neon light seizure
It's too much
It's too much
I see the Universal shape
Of a pupil
The iris is white
Consumed by light
It's too much
I see another door
In the bedroom of the Sun King
I've arrived at Stargate
Made a room in my mind

A blank, black slate
A nothing state
The secret's out
We yearned and pined
For nothing
The blind-fold's off
The secrets out
We ached and pained
For nothing

*And when the glass breaks and
Wine stains my bedside
I quench my endless thirst
With the vine inside

A snake was put behind bars
And now I see it everywhere
Plastered on everyone
Even on that which can't be grasped
We find value in being robbed
As we're robbed of our value

My soul resides
On the other side
Of some other galaxy
So stop trying to measure me
You've got scars
You've got history
You've got His Story
But it's not mine
When you've been
Without light
For so long
You start to speak more literally
Start to sing a different song
Cause there was nothing
Great white nothing
But the artist's pen
It burst
And the ink mixed
With her salty tears
And his ****** fears
And the compass
started to spin
The projector
Began to roll
And it's still spiraling
Out of control
To this day
I'm afraid
I'm afraid
I don't want the womb
I don't want the tomb
I'm afraid
An accident was made
Gives whole new meaning
To kid A
I'm afraid
I'm afraid
Black dove
Come take me away
I'm afraid
I'm talking to myself
Again

They gave you all these crazy pills
So when you look on window sills
You will see a daffodil
And want nothing but to sit still
While the warden gets a thrill
From all the monkeys' howls and shrills
Knowing that in time the will
Will succumb to pleasant ills
After all it pays the bills
And you can't line em' up to ****
Might as well get your fill
Entertainment with the frills
Meanwhile a man with brain of quills
Is breathing like a fish with gills
And looking up, out to the hills
Where he sees young Jack and Jill
Dancing 'neath an old windmill
Or maybe it was all just nil
Guess we'll never know until --

A part of me, set in stone
But cast away, reasons unknown
A piece of clay, molded to slow
A tree with firm roots, not allowed to grow
With blood comes knowing
But lack of understanding
With grace comes showing
But lack of a purpose
I see no pain, but a settle to score
I see no wool, but the wolf's at the door
I want no conflict, just live and let live
I need no lies, just the right to forgive
Have I let down, with my worries and woes?
Or have I pleased, with my constant lows?
In revealing, there's always light
But not when you're blinded by the dead pleas of night
It isn't something I would wish for just anyone
It isn't something I can control
While others aim to strike at what's coming
I yearn to grasp what's already known
You can't expect a fool to change overnight
But you can't expect a soldier to stand and watch their plight
If you could only get inside my head
You'd see I'm just like you, just a little more dead
Do you wish I was gone? Will that fill the void?
No more blank stares, green eyes, questions of why?
Would you rapture all I had, just to feed your crop?
Or would you sow my memory in a place that never rots?
People change, or so they say
But I can never feel like me, when a day's a year away
I'm sorry for the burden, I should have left a time ago
But when seeds are sowed, heaviness bears so, that time doesn't forgive

Drink up the radiation
Subhuman viral nation
That or starve in skeleton cars
Chewin' on lettuce and candy bars
It's a caper world but there's no dancing
Skippin' like a child? Prepare for the violins
An interlude of electric tubes
Pushin' you closer to the cube

Tinted windows beg for bullets
And she makes *** feel like school
I've climbed the mountains, crawled in the caves
Still can't tell the veins from the beige
Still don't know if I'm better off in Nod's nowhere
Or Pan's wonderland of the living dead

Don't talk much except to my shaky fingers
Nibble nimble, spin a spindle, see the symbols, give a little
I've got a man who lives under my tongue
He fixes all my cavities
And when the paycheck comes
He sits atop the pink carpet-
His anti-gravity
I had a dream-weaver
But now he's vacationing
Somewhere in Himalayan Mountain territory
He's been there for two moons
And I doubt he'll ever leave
He sends me postcards and fancy little things
I put em' in a cigar box, hoping one day I'll see wings

****** was eaten by maggots
Before he took the helm
Insanity breeds anti-gravity
Life breeds cruel leaders
Forget divide and conquer
It's swarm and swallow
Tools of the revolution
Intravenously protrude you

Same In Nazarene
Spit In the Name of me
Go limping with a tishbite in the Cherith
Stating the obvious facts of Sin
Livin' only for lunar limbs
And Bailey's beads
Screaming,
"My God!
It's full of stars!"

You say you're happy when she smiles
It brightens up your life
It brings you endless comfort
It gives you sense of peace
She says she'll bet a dime
That if she ever grinned
You'd back away in fear
Or hate her just the same
And when she doesn't plan on fierceness
It comes easily
Not too aggressive, no motivations,
Simply living in the moment
When you say to be happy,
You mean anti-suicide
You mean anti-guilt on your part
You mean anti-blame
And when they fall for it
And praise life
And smile
You walk away
It's a big smear-campaign
They love it when you're down
The light shines stronger on them that way
It's a subconscious conscious thing-
A means for the tonsils to get unhinged
You say do what you wish
The sun will shine in time
You say this with serenity
Though it never reached your vocabulary
You say just be yourself
The world will come to understand
But you say it with conviction
Cause you've never tried it yourself
Face the truth-
From the outside looking in
It's a whole lot better being optimistic
When your soul isn't on the line
Face the truth-
In walking the outcast path
You're not embraced
Only scorned
Face the truth-
One who is one
Knows they can't stray,
Even if they choose
Face the truth-
If you were me and I were you
And you were in my shoes,
Would you smile?

Do you ever feel down
Painted face of a sad clown
You tell me in secret you do
But out in the streets you wear sunshine boots
Am I the only one who howls at the moon
Who curses the day I was born
(Of course not, they all curse that day, sweet child
They all throw their scorn your way
They all adorn their walls with your picture
They insert a crown of thorns
They would never mourn if you left
But don't look so forlorn)
What they don't tell you baby
Is that insanity is insanity
Insanity is (In)-sanity
You're in the deep realms now, baby
You're in the deep, dark night of the soul
But don't let them tell you you're crazy baby
You're just immersed in it All
What's in a name?
Oh, the locking away of it all
But who's running your country?
Who's building those pillars, babe?
Who's offering discounts of faith at
Five hundred & fifty-five feet of the world
They're just acting sane, babe
Oh, like everyone else
To be sane is to maim, babe
You're above all that now
It's just ol' Babylon, opening the gates
The devil's coupons give
Cheap entry
But don't lose hope, babe
Say "night" but not "good-night"
Cause buildings rise like phalluses
But you got your own sweet palaces
If you only look right, babe
No, look left
But look left the right way
Drink it all up in a golden cup
But don't raise your pinky to heaven
Lightning will strike on your grave, babe
Beware the cruel duel sevens
Oh, don't trust in mood rings or moon-beams of old
You've got the might of the brave
Don't let them lock you in dungeons so cold
Filled with white sterile walls and beds
But if so, remember that dragon
Oh, that sweet dragon in your head, babe
He'll knock down the walls
And if you just want to give up
Let out one last heavy sigh and succumb
Know that you're not under anyone's thumb
The pen can beat the sword, babe
But these days they got smart tools
They'll try to write on your mind, babe
They'll try to bend all the rules
Slay you with pin-sized compacts, babe
Inject blind Braille on your skin
Insert a button to trigger your fears
Try and teach you a lesson
Always gotta be on your guard
Always gotta prepare for attack
No longer playgrounds and nursery rhymes, babe
There's some forces out there that don't slack
Sinister ministers and diamond jacks
You're just a sheep among the wolves
But they'll be there in another life, babe
Looking for handouts and handshakes from you, babe
And inside you'll feel a yearning of vengeance
A strange, creeping feeling of righteousness
But if you don't want to deal with the weak, babe
Don't strike them down, just turn the other cheek
I say now,
Just get out, just get out, just get out
Smash all your mirrors and don't look back
You're no one's marionette
Good luck, babe
Good luck

It must be a sign of growing up
When you no longer have to respond
With formulated laugh-out-louds
Oh, the awkward feeling
The simulation of being real
They don't know how to take it
When you used to be a clown
And now your world surrounds
Neither you nor them
You're spinning on a different axis
And it's so peaceful
And they feel threatened
But it's ok
Somebody somewhere was on to something
When they wrote words of a pro
But echoed thoughts of digression
It's not ok to be weak
Within the frame of a square
But being down's never felt so
So, revelatory
And their worries surround
A schedule of hurries
A cell for a box
A box for a cell
You choose a space filled with nothing
And that's ok
Stayed so long in the blue
Your world turns red
But it's ok
Your slang is from no dictionary
And that's ok
Flummox your way
To a cantankerous position
It's ok
The world has always been a little bit off
And you're the world
And they're too on
On like an insect trapped in glass of honey
Stay sweet
No matter what
Stay sweet
They're a dime a dozen
And you're less endangered
Than you think

Diamond planets on layaway
Stellar corpses thrown away
Purple ribbons of DNA
And silver spoons in mouth

It may look white, but it's blue and red
A race of oranges on a narrow thread
While satellites mess with our heads
The sun dyes our hair

They're selling space to the googolplex kids
With golden grahams of fake eyelids
While android hands place their bids
Ignoring their embedded denial

Fifth dimension sure looks green
Entropy has gone obscene
My solar twin must be quite mean
But there's not much we can do

If you're blue
You're bleeding through
If you're blue
I'm bleeding too

To be
Or not
Is get
-ting caught
In webs
Of thought
An I'm
At such
A loss
It seems
That some
-One else
Is boss
Yet proof
Is not
In the
Right sauce
It lies
With those
Who say
They're not
A hard
-ened heart
Or a
Cold part
And yet
To save
Their soul
From harm
They don't
Turn down
My thoughts
Which weave
Like yarn
Yet break
Like thread
Nor do
They de
-ny my
Strange but
Strong ties
To all
Things fra
-gile and
Too wild
For I
Am not
From where
They are
But they
See this
As met
-aphor
When it's
Quite ve
-ry lit
-eral
The last
Or the
Ori
-ginal
So let
Me just
Leave you
With this
You came
From your
Mother-
I came
From a
Place called
A word
That is
Not in-
Vented
Yet.

Motel moons, left of face
In room 12, a thing named Grace
She's missing ***** & he's missing eggs-
Band-Aids on the neck
Royal Hawaiian
Big Ad's A-Flyin' (Bye!)
Cowboys in black dusters
And aliens in track suits
Drinking coffee with the common man
Blue-hooded and faceless, walks by again
Third-reel-real headshot,
Kept as a souvenir by an FBI actor
A man can do a lot with his chin
Uncle Sam's tonic & gin
Not made to be an Earthling
Not fit to be an alien
Stars are flickering lights
On Big Empty nights
Three days in the desert
Minus pie sauce in the sky
What's in the blue suitcase?
Why the blue bowling shoes to get to that place?
"Just get on the bus, Gus...
... And get yourself free"
Blue-sky clouds on black
Whipped cream & jack
The United States of Aliens
And a Person in a circle

I look like a ghost
My hands would agree
My partner
He wants me to give up hope
Also known as letting go
But I'm not done

The one that got away
Had candy in a pillowcase
And could dress up everyday
Without fear of hating face

I look like a cloud
My inside's falling out
An ideal realist
Just stole my inspiration
Also known as salting wounds
But I can't speak

They call me sane
But insanely-cheap ****
The bubble-gum on the bottom
Of their two-hundred-dollar shoes

I look like a corpse
Your weapon would agree
Me, myself and I
Want to give up this course
Also known as letting go
I hope I'm done

This brainstorm
Is menacing
Coming from a handless maiden
Made of steel
Her scattering feels unreal
We cleared her orchard bare
After writing her name on petals from there
She went where she was called
But there's a line drawn in the earth
You can only see it if you're one of us
We didn't care about her hard injuries
Her inborn curse of death and disease
Her twisted soul and her cruel destiny
The natural disasters aligned with her feet
The wrong turns taken by strands in her genes
The soporifics that put her to sleep
The poison that we put in her dreams
All cause she was different from you and me

I'm fainting
As the spirits **** me dry
An essence not had in so long
An essence must be a heartbeat, then
All possessions are rusted
All clothes are ragged
And still they paint me as queen *****
Ungrateful, unrepentant
Twisted little witch
Daughter of a place
Both cursed and blessed
Where lovers want to **** me
For they despise me
And yet they still call themselves lovers
Who just love a mess
He was scared to death when he flew
But the wind was constant there
And he didn't fly alone
He took me captive and made me sing
My song gave him a home
And the hill becomes a plain
That the mountain people
Love to trample on
They won't quit till the mountain and she
Becomes one

Every hear-say has its heyday
Every rumor has its birth
And it stains the sheets of those that breathe it
It reigns supreme of those that face it
Did you ever wonder, ever?
Did you ever wonder?
Pea-brain with a caustic smile
Do you ever wonder?
He said this and she said that
Small-minded ****
I heard this and I heard that
But I don't give a ****
Circulating press like their own day-job
Doesn't matter you're just breaking the girl
Draining her life away
Did you ever perceive
That perhaps these words don't register
To the one whom it's about?
Did you ever conceive
That memory's a tricky thing?
Did you ever believe
That perhaps these words don't make sense
Until you realize you're being put down
In a code
It's all in a code
Of stares and glares and cheap hellos
I know, every rumor has some truth
So let's trade minds-
You'd collapse in an instant
If you knew what I knew
You take their words at
Poisoned-face value
Didn't know amity could be so shoddy
Didn't know it was all a nasty plot
This scarlet letter was pinned by you
Fastened tight by you
By those that once meant something
But let me ask you-
What do you know?
What do you stand for?
What do you see when you look outside
When inside doesn't matter?
I'm sorry to interrupt your leisure time
But mine is soon to run out
Yet I don't hate you, only pity
I only pity you
Or maybe I'm just speaking in sadness
But when your cosmic movie runs
Count me in
I made a disappearance
But count me in
So don't lean on me
When you can't afford a ticket
Out of cardboard city
When your life is dull or when you need a voice
I've got enough in my head
Thanks to you
Thanks to you the world's gotten smaller
Thanks to you I'm weary of strangers
Thanks to you I have no will to live
But I still love you-
Guess a fool is always a fool
Cause everyone knows
That those who truly care will
Help you tear down The Wall-
Not throw bricks in your direction

Once upon a time
There was a man
In an apartment
With flesh-colored walls
And a perfect view
Of skyscrapers
And rooftops
He has a brother
In a jail
With a perfect view
Of warehouses
And factories
Cover to cover
He reads magazines
And newspapers
And he likes two
Sugar cubes
In his regular cup
He doesn't worry
About ends
It's just progress
And we've all
Got to bend
Less the world breaks
If the bomb comes
It'll come in a neat
Little package
And someone
Will build new
Quadrilateral colonies
For two

Am I in hell
Or are there fluorescent lights up there
I tapped on the bulb
And it blossomed into darkness
Fast-forwarding like a dead tulip
And here is where I call home
Where two lovers can bloom
Without fear of being seen
They can dance without tripping
Pray without ripping a magnetic field
Making snow angels on dust
On force-fields of antigravity
But something grew eyes
It had instinct to survive
And the modern man gets offended
When you call him a monkey
Am I in hell
Or are there fluorescent lights up there

They print paper
We make copies
Lumps in their soup
Lumps in our blood
The Great Divide
Label me doomed
Tickle me tired
With your barbed tail
But she's got room
To powder her nose
And he loves the steam
While the devil
Adds ten pounds
The sweet **** of the middle
The coddled and befuddled
Spawn
Padded walls
Will lead you to
A shallow grave-
Three feet under
Yearning for a box
While they dance in circles
Generations of
Insulin an Insulation
Widen the gap
Here comes the bomb
Numb is not a temporary state
But it sure is a comfortable place
We're all on the lam
Don't ask for more
Ask to return
To the source
They print paper
We make copies

Sugar, don't you put that white suit on
Just slither over here into my arms
Honey, don't show up in mother's pearls
Don't ever shed your skin
My reptile girl

Words in my brain
Money on my mind
And you're over there
Fumbling with a zipper and a
Ten-foot-long cigarette-ash

Honey, don't you put that white suit on
Just slither over here into my arms
Sugar, don't show up in mother's pearls
Don't ever shed your skin
My ***** little creature

I bought you a locket
To put in your pill-box pocket
And you're over there
Touching your neck with a
Glazed look in your eyes

Honey, don't show up in mother's pearls
Just come over here, don't ever unfurl
Sugar, don't you put that white suit on
My rainy day woman number one
Don't ever shed your skin

People are the pulse of these streets
Providing your ego its interior of chrome
Reach out a hand and feel the heat

Your culture is alive with beat
Providing you diamonds and pearls, encrusted and sewn
People are the pulse of these streets

A worldly man all clean and neat
Doesn't help a child dancing with death to find a home
Reach out a hand and feel the heat

Your travels may have moved your feet
But did your ears hear the sad and universal moan
People are the pulse of these streets

You've plenty of barley and wheat
Why not give the nearby skeletons a helping bone
Reach out a hand and feel the heat

So if you have a chance to meet
A wandering stranger, remember the road alone
People are the pulse of these streets
Reach out a hand and feel the heat

Locomotive wing
Has got me in full swing
Seeking bulbs of brightness
And I've no idea why
Yesterday in rays of sun
Now I'm navigating some
Odd moonlight
Peering through the trees
Straight trajectory
Feeds my energy
Until I see a stronger source
Then I'm thrown right off the course
One eye blind
And one wing beating faster
Till I'm almost fully gone
Haywire tailspin, in a song
Of neighbors scorched and burned
I guess we'll never learn
Now I've got my own throne
Helping others find a home
A tiny sliver of power
Amongst these ultraviolet flowers
Now I'm feeling kind of stuck
Reaching for the same old ****
Guess it's just a matter of --

I'm a human jukebox
They listen to the shape
Of my face

World in my palm
But it's a clenched fist
Dandelion heart

The crowd roars
A deafening sight
I see the spirits fly

When after all
I like them even more
When I hear
One hand clapping

Sign says for-sale
A cell without bars
Sell me down a river
Sail me down to Mars

I messed with space
Got into the chaos
Better than the rat race
But where is option C

The crowd roars
A deafening sight
I see the spirits fly

When after all
I like you even more
When I hear
One hand clapping

I'm lucid
Colorblind
Out of my mind

They're crusaders for
A green, green lie
Frail and wild

The crowd roars
A deafening sight
I see the spirits fly

When after all
I like me even more
When I hear
One hand clapping

A dream came true today
But was shattered just the same
And I can see it now
A room of pastels
A long line of stern faces
A delicate, submissive vase
Ma's in her curlers
Putting her head down
Pretending to sleep
Pa's reassuring quiet
His slippers tidy by the bedside
Putting on a mask of peace
A crease has grown in the mattress
Cause symmetry is strong and clean
I saw this image even clearer
When I set down my wreath
Even more so than when I
Was scrambling for words to speak
Twilight's glow of life
Was upon the snow that night
And never before have I
Fused so fully with such still silence
I watched my mute shadow
As I glided through the rooms
A vacuous face, but beaming heart
Guided me to a cerebral place
That suddenly paled in comparison
To any word, rhyme, or thought of mine
I lost my sense of touch
As I fondled the key and turned the lock
It was right where it's always been
Unused, dependable, like clockwork
Unlike me
I sat down in a firm chair that fit like a glove
But I wouldn't be its heir
Instead I went above to where
Sparks of light shoot and drift
Like a darting pen in the hands
Of a boy who's yet to learn to write
Here I can't be picked apart
While there, not a creature stirred
Not even my heart

The neo-noir carnival
The black light circus
Is pulling me into uncertainty
Stretching me like spaghetti
While their ******* defense
Goes twinkle twinkle on the patio
And I'm still on the fence
About everything
As Andromeda collides with the Milky Way
The people below think it's just
A very bright day

Will somebody please tell me what's going on
Cause I'm well off the tracks
But I'm sure you know that

Can somebody please tell me what has gone wrong
So I can do the deed
And you'll know that it's done

Sometimes I think I think too much
But they all say the gut's the heart

See I've collected clues from clouds and fools
And songs which seem to echo doom for one

Still I'm baffled, lost at sea, tackling all that I see
With questions made of thin debris, the remains of my memory

And leaving used to mean escape
From towns and rules and scrambled tape
But now it resonates a tone of ruby slippers
Jutting from a cardboard home

They sure know how to talk and tease
Heavy taunts on a silent breeze
But the gist gets stuck somewhere
Between the tonsils and the air
That they can freely breathe

Don't mean to be the tumor ******* on your society
But some faceless man bought their bus tickets for free

Yeah the plot it sure has holes
Tell me something I don't know
No really, read it back to me
I didn't get the script, you see

How the hell can I repent or try to heal what's crooked-bent
When I can't feel time like you, forty-eight months and counting

Not to mention all the facts
The rumor mills, the news on tap
You got hand-delivered them
And I'm the widow waiting for the letter

Can't you see I'm trying here
To make amends, make this fog clear
I am stupid, I am queer
But I'm not playing dumb

Yeah you say that you're a friend
Five reasons I envy numb death

Cause when they cut they do it slow
No fist-fights in their bungalow
No jolted arms or upfront blows
They're frenemies, but never foes

Don't tell me I still have a pulse
When you've destroyed my holy ghost
Mixed batch of radiation and confessions
Never making the candid

Should have been a Pisces or a summer babe
Then maybe I'd get away with it all like you and your knaves

And when I'm pushing daisies or blowing in winds far from here
Money will change hands and they'll show up with veils of tears

As for now I set a date but someone beat me to the plate
How long till sorrow's empathy becomes a state of self-pity

Since when is death a shallow game
Birth certificate's a bane
When every single ounce of pain
Boils down to your last name

Colour of passion

Of kings, queens and royalty-

But not quite violet

God held the world as it was spinning
An inside a child was there grinning
Indian-style he sat for a while
While an old man explained the beginning
He said:
"Don't be afraid
Fear is a just a game
Rigged for the souls
Who lust after pain
If you're not one of those
Then shudder you won't,
And if it happens you are-
Fear not the unknown
As when the chips fall
And rightly they may
Remember that everyone
Lands in the grave
Cause Pain is illusion
Life is but a dream
Time has no essence
Lies are what they weave
And we're not one of them
We'll resurrect
And no matter what comes after
Remember your laughter"