The bath and body
Were lukewarm
And at the grave
Only five mourned
So she reached
For a bag of relief
Smack on the table
That would blow his mind
Blood under the nostril
Chest pains and a cough
All the bottles in the world
Just weren’t enough
Walking around
With eyeballs exposed
The quiet vampires
Are craving mystery
Take a swim
In the chemical ocean
Drown in your vows,
Your blood and your potions
To live in the afterworld
To die in life
To mingle with the spirits
To feed on the great light
She really needs
A bag of relief
To feel invincible
To feel at ease

Well I’ve lived a life just like yours
But I made some choices that were poor
So instead of having it my way
I’m selling flowers on the highway
I have a home but it moves around a lot
Maybe my rent’s the one thing I forgot
If I had my choice I’d dream by day
But for now I’m selling flowers on the highway
And somewhere, somehow, a man in a suit is burning sage
And somewhere, somehow, a woman in a dress is filled with rage
I’d like to tell them all to be proud, witty and gay
But instead I’m selling flowers on the highway
And these roads have an ego, about the size of a town
And the faceless people driving by, to me they look like clowns
Maybe I’m getting old, maybe I just need to feel okay
But for now, I’m stuck here, selling flowers on the highway
I’ve got hyacinths, marigolds and roses
I’ve got one cure for my neurosis
So pass me the bottle, if you may
I’m stuck here selling flowers on the highway
I just want to walk like I usually do
Beneath the tall buildings on the avenue
But for now I’ll bask in the sun’s rays
I’m just a human being, selling flowers on the highway

She shakes her tambourine
Upon mystical hips
I’m in love with a woman
Who doesn’t know I exist
And she dances like nobody’s watching
And she dances like everyone’s around
Am I up or am I down?
Am I alive or dead?
This gypsy woman’s gotten to my head
Cause when she sings
The angels and demons flee and arrive
They’re all expecting a surprise
But she won’t look them in the eye
Flamboyant and raggedy
She dresses in disguise
If only I could find out what she’s hiding from
A hurricane beneath a calm sky
But it all gets lost in her sea of sound

The world is filled with colors
But I only see the blues
The sky is filled with stars
But I only see you
And the future is bleak
For those who seek
Fulfillment in all the wrong places
But between you and me,
The clouds and the sea,
There’s only one face I see
So rock me in your arms
Tell me everything is gonna be alright
Silver and gold for the fools
And our eternal peace at night
Forgive me my mistakes
Forgive me for breaking the rules
Never learned how to love from a teacher
Never learned how to love in school
And the future is nice
For those who roll the dice
And can afford to be let down
But between me and you,
No diamonds or rubies
Could replace what you do
So rock me in your arms
Blow my mind with your soul
Silver and gold for the fools
I’ll take your voice and a lullaby
My heart is like an open vein
Without you I’d go insane
And we’re crazy enough as it is
You and me, the dream, and this

Almost frozen
The lake sits like a thick stew
And I wonder if one day
I’ll see the bottom
I’ve got an itch
That grows in inches
Who’s the *****
That always misses
The blank page waits
But I’ve got no drink
And therefore my think-tank is empty
Can I ride out the storm
I can see the shore no longer
But the light is getting stronger
From an unknown source
I’ve got an ancient itch
Who’s got the original scratch

The three of us,
Fearless,
Driving in your car
Passing yellow lines
Underneath yellow stars
I’m your passenger
Dancing with my seatbelt on
Sailing down the streets of fire
We’re dangerous, but do no harm
The three of us,
Fearless,
Passing green back and forth
On the verge of losing innocence
With the compass reading north

Two worlds
Of three dimensions
Collide together
Or
A black hole singularity
A portal between universes
And there are many
Bouncing back and forth
The beginning of the beginning
Puzzles cosmologists
But only in your heart
Can you know what It is

Nowhere to go
Living in oblivion
No root
Missing the mark
When existence is a nightmare
There is doubt and division
Instability and self-destruction
Roadlessness
Being caught in many illusions
Always fleeing or being pursued
Always falling or flying without wings
Lost in a fog
Haunted in sleep
Until Wisdom reached The Limit
Which supported and preserved her
And her baby survived the Hadean era

Wisdom suffered and had a baby called the world
Confusion became earth
Terror became water
Grief became air
And fire just because

The tree of life
Should be my third eye
Instead it’s a clock
And every time
I close my eyes
My dreams run amok

From first to last,
Put a veil over the middle class

And as I advance
In God’s circle dance
I’m aware I’m about to go under

Holding hands
While they make their plans
To remove Him from the middle

No footprints
No blinking
A child and an old man
Bringing bodies of poverty
To wealth of the spirit-
If only we could understand

They deal in bodies
It’s a roll of the dice
But at the end of it all
The womb is paradise

Sipping on a glass of heartbreak grape
With my records on
Everyone else is out chewing hate
I’m alone having fun

And the melody rips me out of my skin
Tears apart my senses from within
Makes me feel alive and so I grin
And spontaneously start to spin

There’s a ***** in my armor
That can only be healed by sound
Just a boat in the harbor
Sailing nowhere round and round

Poetic and political
Gets me every time
If I only had a dime for every moment
I witnessed that all-seeing eye

I’ll trade these jokes in a bowl
For a piece of your soul
There’s a knife in the sun
So I hope to God you’ll never be done

Sipping on a glass of heartbreak grape
With my records on
Everyone else is out chewing hate
I’m alone having fun

My thoughts, my words,
I purge them out on paper
But the echo I hear,
Most clearly in my ear,
Is the conversation
Infinite feelings
Through infinite cigarettes
Life done
By twenty-seven
I’ll take that bet
The echo of epiphanies,
Ends where it starts
A run-on sentence
Beginning with f*ck
“Your name here”
In wonderland
Sounds less melancholy
Than “your name here”
Anywhere else
I’m in an **** of the mind
I’m burning up
The fury with the might
I’m trumping death with life

Cut wide open
Vertical
Is how I’d go

Society
Being civilized
Is not meant for this animal

So take me to the hospital
Donate my body
Just sing me to sleep
As I fade away

The good heart
Is open for business
But they’re no buyers
A bowl full of liars
So I guess I’ll cry
For the world and for my life

Cut wide open
Vertical
Is how I’d go

Faces
Nameless
The regulars come and go
Telling their stories slow
Drinking away their woes
That come and go
Stimulating conversation
On a brain that’s buzzed
Wipes away the rust
Foot-tapping on a floor of dust
With a pen, a napkin, and a glass
Time doesn’t move too fast
If only the thoughts could last
Seeing the future for the past
Familiar but not friendly
The bartender thinks
As he pours another drink
In a room that sinks
Faces
Nameless
The regulars come and go
Telling their stories slow
Drinking away their woes
That come and go

I was thinking
But are these thoughts mine
She used to be my valentine
Somehow my independence has been revived
O negative
Would you live how I lived
Grueling off the grid
I’m bleeding through a sieve
I might need some rest
Something could go wrong
But for now, I’m in paradise
With your good heart beating in my chest

I hear the shriek of the mandrake
As my future dies
Kiss me under the cherry tree
So we can be lucky
A universal sponge absorbing fennel
Waiting for the mind’s revival
Cooperating with my enemies
Hanging by the cemetery cypress tree
The naked and cunning chameleon
Tries to show his true colors
As Cain the unicorn says,
“Have a good line”
She wears a necklace of opal
It ruins her spiritual insurance policy
Born from the foam of an underwater church
She emerges with St. Christopher
As the future Buddha’s laugh at fate
They pick the road narrow and straight
I hear the shriek of the mandrake
As my future dies
So kiss me under the cherry tree
I want to be lucky

Righteous soul
Emerge unscathed
From fires of temptation
Ignore the Hydra
Study the centaur
Link the division between
Destruction and creation
Goddess, queen, princess, witch
God, king, wizard, demon
A demon’s in the way
But the animals are on your side
Says Francis of Assisi
Observe the three in OM
Chant till you come home
Oh, righteous soul
Emerge unscathed
From fires of temptation

Moon-filled night
Empty palace
Goddess on the table

A Greek river
New world order
A cherub and a skull

Bird and serpent
Triple suns
Fruit from crucifixion

A mirror, a top hat,
A bird, a ribbon,
An apple, a candle

Moon-filled night
Empty palace
Goddess on the table

Birds are dropping from the sky
In the garden where I hide
The men hunt the buffalo
Cause the stars tell them so
Woman carries her child
Horses fall in the wild
Electric fingertips
Make the earth and sky kiss
Nature swallows the bride
And the sun doesn’t rise
Groom knows it could be better
As the planets crash together
Scorpio’s falling
A new night is calling

Ax to the head
You make me feel like I’m dead
As the colors swirl into red
I lay myself down in bed
And you know exactly what you’re doing
Ax to the head
It makes me feel like I’m wed
And I remember the things you said
As I lay myself down in bed
And it knows exactly what it’s doing
Ax to the head
My brain is cut in two
So no matter what I do
Every sin feels like new
I don’t know exactly what I’m doing
I’ll never know exactly what I’m doing

I’m a liability
In uncharted territory
God only knows the damage I’d do
God only knows what I’ve been through
Will she marry an archangel
Will she drown in a bathtub
Will she ruin your garden of delights
Or discover a new star in the sky at night
Why get angry, it’s a waste of energy
Why get mad, when karma will take care of it
I’m a liability
In uncharted territory
I wish I knew the damage I’ve done
Until that day, I’ll rise like the sun

I, I’m feeling uninvited
And I’m feeling quite disgraceful
But I have a secret
And I never plan on telling it

I never once felt special
And I never really belonged
But I try not to let it bother me
I never learned what’s right and wrong

I, I’m feeling disembodied
And I don’t know where my head is at
But I know it’s out there somewhere
And I think it’s my turn up to bat

You laid yourself a path
Of the best-laid plans
Of a future set in stone
But she interferes
When she sheds her tears
And she spends all her time
Daydreaming
If she could she would
Run your train right off the tracks
You’d be forced to shed your skin
Never looking back
She worships the moon
With a ***** silver spoon
It won’t answer her prayers
So with her flowing blonde hair
She spends her time
Daydreaming
But now she builds her shrine to you
She does all that she can do
Are you prepared to take her on
And spend your days in the sun
Daydreaming

The leaves are swirling
In a whirlwind
Soon it will be Halloween
It was a rough summer
You never got to win
So before winter
You gotta get the last sting in
You’re so busy
It almost makes me dizzy
You’re so terrible
It almost makes me hysterical
Baby bee
You’re such a baby bee
Not quite a mystery
But it’s almost Halloween
It’s been a rough summer
You never got to win
So before winter
You gotta get the last sting in

I believe
In a benevolent universe
But the people in it are the opposite
And you can’t imagine a universe
Without human beings
So there are two opposing forces
That I face when I walk out my front door
And enter the reality of the world-
One’s full of harmony
One’s a shattered society
I must have entered the earth
In a troubled womb

Wish upon a star
Wish upon a soul
Earth the same as gold
Salvation is the goal
Just between the eyebrows
Focus vision on the nose’s tip
Still, controlling your mind is like
Controlling the wind
So with the arrow of time
You enter the cosmic womb
You ride upon the mystical machine
Until you enter the tomb
Coming forth into being
Going forth into absorption
Find the yoke of union
Connect, harness, and in your soul, report it

You call it how you see it
And I can’t say I blame you
You put me in a state of disorder
So of course, chaos ensued
Now everything is warped, distorted, upside-down
An unnatural wrongness in vice
Imbalance of the gunas
Delusion has its price
I find myself guilty of
Sleeping during the vibrant sun,
Blind faith, self-destruction
And ultimate non-conformity
But I never meant to act unreligious
Never meant to cause disharmony
Never meant to act with self-praise
Never meant to act immorally
Contrary to the laws of the planet,
I embrace self-rejection
But should this terrible reversal of order
Be considered evil?

The world is on a time loop
You missed the second coming
It already happened
You already lived it
But you had no followers
No one noticed your miracles
Not a penny in your pocket
Just the riches of the heart-
Invisible to the naked eye
So you fell apart
Born without a holy family
Created with a fragile soul
Gazing at the bird-like faces in the ancient paintings takes its toll

How can you know who you are
When your only friends are the stars?
How can you know who to be
When your own blood considers you an enemy?
How can you know how to forgive
When this world is not live and let live?
How do you know how to survive
When you’re wanted dead or alive?
How can you know what you feel
When everything is deranged and surreal?
How do you know what you’ve learned
When with every mistake, you crash and burn?
How do you know how to love
When you don’t even feel it from above?

In a thunderstorm
You took my child away
Offered me a crystal ball
That turned into a snake
All you wanted was forever, you say
My eternity as queen in your dark maze
Walking through walls
And illusions by the pound
Should have known to make a left
When traveling underground
A clock with thirteen hours
And no end in sight
A reversed staircase
A devious mind-fight
Up or down
A princess gown
A rotten apple
Hypnotic castle
Everything keeps changing
Warped and rearranging
Lies that are flawless
Distorted and lawless

In a sense,
Some of us haven’t lost our innocence
Despite mistakes and age
Some of us still want to play
But by our own rules
Not the government’s or schools
Who want to exorcise our right
To exercise our freedoms
When we want the right to declare
Responsibility as sin
Instead of toiling in exchange for trouble
While the capital letters keep snooping and swooping in
We blow bubbles and dive in the mud
They can’t imagine our life story
Cause they never lived it
Someone must protect our soaring souls and wild hearts

In a sense,
Some of us have lost our innocence
But despite mistakes and age
Some of us still want to play

People don’t say hello to me
But goodbye comes easily
I see children playing in the street
But they don’t smile or wave-
I’m alone in my tree
And the highs and lows stream naturally
They come and go but in actuality
It’s impossible to know who you are
When you’re not allowed to be
No one needs to tell me-
I’m alone in my tree

The buildings are burning down
The people are running around
But they don’t know where to run
Someone up there has a machine gun
“This is it, for the anarchists,” we say
From a rooftop far away
We take a wild guess
That soon we’ll be next
So we pinky swear to love
To never leave each other behind
Never leave each other behind
All the birds have flown away
And the stars are calling
Wonder what we would wish
If we saw one falling
All the laws are bent
So we step on them
From above in outer space
The blue must be muddled
“This is it, for all the ists,” we say
From a rooftop far away
We take a wild guess
That soon we’ll be next
So we kiss to honor love
And to never leave each other behind
Never leave each other behind

I woke up from a dream
In which I solved the mystery of the universe
I learned what would benefit society
But I still found no answers to the mystery of me
I walked among the mountains
Swam against the sea
Still I know nothing of the mystery of me
But in my dream, I reached a purgatory
It became my solid ground, my reality
And in this in-between, I learned a lot of things
Like be careful what rings you put on your fingers
And be kind to the homeless, he could be Jesus
I woke up from a dream with my mouth wide open
Then the cup of mystery, hovered over me, began to spill

You say you do it for your family
But all you see is money
You see in shades of blue
And your prophets for hire
Are starting to get greedy
And the chemicals you use for warfare
They weren’t made in a factory, made in a lab
They grow organic in the land
And the drug is death but it comes in a pretty package
Those who distribute are the same ones who deal
And the ones who deal are the ones who ingest
And the ones who ingest end up a in prison
Where experiments are done, degrading and dumb
Until the free man becomes the farmer
Planting death among the cornfields

Jitterbug to the beat of amnesia
A blood-red head
Dreams of Rita Hayworth, blood-money and blue keys
Landing the lead role, your face in magazines
Diamonds and pearls painted neon pink
A diner with a monster behind the kitchen sink
Look into the mirror and you see that it’s you
Walk into the bright lights of an angel city
Find a room, relax, and look pretty
The dream is broken by a phone call
Snap back to reality and begin to fall
But before you pull the trigger
Watch the box open
And let it remind you of your ***** motives

It’s everywhere-
In ancient wonders and modern blunders
Still you get the feeling
That you’re chasing phantoms
Point to God and filter down the money
Or is it all a pyramid scheme
An idea floating around
Made by people who don’t want to be found
It’s everywhere-
Hiding in plain sight
And you’ll always get the feeling
That you’re chasing phantoms

You walk up the staircase
In a blue dress stained with violet
To a fountain with a phallus in the middle
You notice a bare parquet floor
In front of a famous painting with two pyramids
You go to the bathroom which
Divides the stick figures into genders
And you turn on the lone light bulb hanging from the ceiling
Afterwards you come to a fire,
The light bouncing off the stone floor
But you notice outside spotlights
So you walk down a long corridor
And leave by the exit sign door

We’re above
You’re below
So here’s a flower
Let us pick your brain
And when you’re worthless
Curled in a ball
We’ll let you share your thoughts
Cause you can’t
Reach other worlds
Without losing your mind
And we need ours
To run this earth
It’s our reality
But yours lies somewhere
In a box
Made of white walls and stained sheets
So here’s a flower
Let us pick your brain
A sweet gamble
Worth a million answers
Cause adults should never play

You point to your third eye
And raise it like a rhino
But I only hear your song
I only hear your song

You dance on stage for pleasure
But I only feel pain
And I only hear your song
I only hear your song

I can see you
If only I could read you
I breathe with you
But somehow the air is different

It grows like a tree
But is it sorcery

They turn you on
They get you in
Until
You drop out of your own free will

They say I’m graduating to a life beyond this one
But will I start over, or repeat the third grade again
Cause we all suffer without friends, freedom or fun
And there must be something we carry over when it’s done
And my baggage can’t fit on anyone else’s shoulders
The sins we know of and the ones we forget, don’t die as we get older
The hierarchy of needs is a battle of survival for some
But will my next challenge or obstacle drop me to level one?
Will I find myself in Africa- fighting off flies and government lies?
Or will I be born in America, with the same family and troubles inside?
So the real question is, what does graduating mean?
Does it push evolvement to the highest degree?
Does it downgrade you, and send you back into the sea?
Does it upgrade you on the universal tree?
Is it all a secret process, where few have the keys?
I think next time I’ll major in theology

Tangled in a web they spun for me
No fear or love, just curiosity
Hanging by a thread, all that I could see
Was a little child running straight through me

I fell down to the riverbed
Some kind of concussion on my head
I looked to the mouse, with its eyes of red
It said, “Relax, time is dead.”

Since then I’ve been turning decay into gold
While they all try to turn wine into blood
I guess I’m too brown for those above
I was made out of dirt, soil and mud

The sheep carried the bottles of Coke to the pyramids
The dog carried soda-pop to his master’s lair
Sitting on a chair
Standing in the sand
One big corporation runs all of this land
And the South has invisible clocks
And the North tends to live backwards
And the lens tries to look inside the heart
But it sees it only darkly
When will human nature be in the clear?
Two evils are at work, in the material world
Two evils are at work, in the caverns of our minds
But we forget to thank the burn-out, who’s right now
Pushing blue flowers of death into the wrong hands
Let’s hope someday he wakes up.

Where is that portal of love
Love that has no opposites
Can’t rely on him no more
To provide me with my happiness
I’m sick of all the addictions
They arrest and keep me blind
I think I need to step outside
Where I’m open, spread wide open
And I come to some narrow stairs
And I feel the glory of nothing
And behind me is all resistance
But I don’t care
I don’t care
I’m enlightened because I suffer
And I’m conscious of my disaster
And my presence seeks to devour the past
And my light tries to dispel all the darkness
I think I’ve found that portal of love
And it’s within, not without

Cells divide and multiply
It all leads to decay
Cause we entered time and mind
When we fell from grace
If only the world was just born
So I could feel everything as new
Everything including you
Instead I wake up with absolute dread
And absolute ***** in my head
The night’s silence is just too much
But I’ll bear it all if I only could clutch
A piece of happiness that belongs to the revelers of the streets
Maybe then I won’t feel so alien, so hostile, so incomplete
I created a void of deep loathing in me
And over the years the waters have gotten deeper
Why carry on in struggle and misery
Annihilation seems best
Annihilation I will confess
Until you pull me right out, into the Now
Until you push me right out, into the Now

He makes up the melody
She writes up the songs
Wailing for the universe
She thinks about the wide world
He complains days are long
Wailing for the universe
She drinks the holy water
As he breaks up the bread
Wailing for the universe
He works out his heart
While she plays with her head
Wailing for the universe
She looks for friends on the bottom of the ocean
He seeks them in an eyeball glass
Wailing for the universe
He can’t anticipate the future
She can’t forget about the past
Wailing for the universe
He waits for the white-out
While she blacks out a lot
Wailing for the universe
She prays for death of time
He thinks ‘she loves me not’
Wailing for the universe
She worries in the next life
That she will be feared
Wailing for the universe
He’s never been estranged from love,
But it’s strange to wipe her tears
Wailing for the universe
Surely, that ruler of airwaves
Has once upon a time
Wailed for the universe
He can pick up the tab
But he can’t commit the crime
Wailing for the universe
So if God decides to test you,
Better hold that faith steady
Wailing for the universe
Till the day that truth will come
And save you if you’re ready
Wailing for the universe

I see the ocean in your eyes
The whole wide world in your brain
I just want to be a part of your heart
But it must contain
The whole universe
And you hurt
You toil and trouble and try
But mostly hurt
Will you let me go swimming in your soul?
Will you forget me and leave me alone?
I can’t take either, I’m not strong enough
And your skin is so soft, it’s almost too soft to touch
I’m quite aware of the demons you bore
But life is ready to give you more
I will carry you as far as I can
And rest your head on a blanket of sand
There your eyes will reflect all that we see-
A mirror-image of hope and gravity

Circling the drain
Falling out of orbit
Hanging among the black angels
Suicidal and sordid

Ready but not prepared
Sent to hell on a truth or dare
The dilemma of living but not
Ever truly being alive

Suffering in silence
As the dog and butterfly do their dance
Of one above and one below
It’s beginning to feel like hell is earth,
We’re already here
Until we’re fit for something heavenly

****/swat/scratch
As the grasshoppers play their violins
And you’re forced to choose between chicken or fish
As a means to your destruction

I made a choice and the blue-jay turned into a cardinal
As the devil conspires with my desire to see fire in the sky
While all the Madonna’s and Jezebel’s are framed and dried
And the owl turns into a set of fluttering white sheets
But she broke the mirror and the illusion was shattered

Sitting alone with all my pain and strife
Everyday cuts like a knife
Guess I’ve been written out of the book of life
All the angels left my side

And my friends, they cause me damage
But all the same they help me manage
In my head, they all speak Spanish
And I have no dictionary

I’m a sensual insect with a heart of gold
Silver crucifix and terrycloth robe
Wish I could get back the love they stole
From the chakra in my chest

But maybe it’s all for the best
Yeah, maybe it’s all for the best
Still it can’t help but feel like a test

And in my dreams I crawl through the wormhole
I turn back time and get off parole-
The kind that eats away at your soul
In a world of normalcy

In my head I’ve been hoarding impressions of contemplation
My thoughts have run on for extra innings
But if you ask me what I’m thinking about
My mind draws a serious blank
So I say I’m dreaming of death-
How, when, and where it will come
Cause I’m quite aware I could expire before the milk in the fridge
And yet I’m filled with heavy burdens which don’t allow me to fully live
While everyone around me is working on self-improvement,
I choose self-destruction
Perhaps I’ve always gone against the grain
But the past is a broken mirror and I can’t see myself straight
And as I sit in clouds of smoke and think how there aren’t
Enough days, enough seasons, enough of the world to go around
And the billionaires are lucky since they’ll get first dibs on a new planet

The night arrives, wicked and sentimental
It gives birth to morning, unforgiving but gentle

And the moon gives women their claws
As mother earth opens her jaws
And swallows whole all the phalluses
The rich men and their palaces

And broken seashells look like fragments of planets
We may have no mystery, but we still have magnets

And the knowledge of the old gets passed on to some
As the rest of the planet comes undone
And the drunkards are eager to play their roles
As the martyrs wait to save their souls

The flame that survived the storm
Deviates from the norm
A pariah born
In unsymmetrical form
Only when it burns out
Will an apocalypse come
Calling all you monsters
Unite as one