Love is overrated
Grit and self-loathing
Her parents loved her but
It never did her any good
She wants to love
But not be in love
The past and present are grey
The future is void
Divine fear of cosmic flavors
But she can taste them
Face deep, she can taste
What no one else can

We could have it made
An everlasting spark
From coffee to the bed, or none
From lightness into dark
We could touch with our fingers
Or with eyes of fire that catch
Our kid could be an Einstein
Or an egg that never hatched
We could swear upon the nothing
Or swear upon our graves
An everlasting spark-
We could have it made

So why the disconnection
Didn’t think we could be bought
But someone’s put a coffin out
For our many thoughts
In my mind we’re holding hands
With views of a free bird
In your mind you’re too afraid
So you choose to join the herd
Now my heart’s in pins and needles for you
My feet are cracked and bruised for you
For clearly I have fell for you
For clearly you never heard the bells
The fire in our heads is defeated
By the fire below your waist
And when the feeling’s not mutual
I feel like Ophelia
Watching you Judas me
With a Russian accent

We could have it made
An everlasting spark
For you

Dreaming during the witching hour’s like
Being under the pink with an icicle
And I don’t wanna go to hell on a technicality
So I dream under the sun
I dream ultraviolet
But then to the human race, I seem to lose the keys
And the rabbits always lead me to gardens of lust
And they’re kidnapping angels on capitol hill
Thought me and the universe had an agreement
But still I’m building spaceships the size of a pill
If you let out your monkey, a butterfly gets framed
Where goes all those who have lost their graces
This tattoo of you is a curse-
a Borneo from the bottom of a bottle
And dreaming during the witching hour’s like
Being under the pink with an icicle
And I don’t wanna go to hell on a technicality

We know it could never work
It would just be too much work
You and your vices and my bad advice
But right now I’m cool with
Floating like a log with you
Drifting down the serpentine waters
Floating like a log with you
We’re just another version
Of the world’s big diversion
Where no one ever learns
And the fever always burns
Because no one ever learns
We know it could never work
It would just be too much work
Me and my vices and your bad advice
But right now I’m cool with
Floating like a log with you
Drifting down the serpentine waters
Floating like a log with you

He sits in his rocking chair
Moon on his lap
He asks his wife for some more ice
In his eyeball-glass
She looks out the kitchen window
Eyes fixed on Antares-
The fish hook of the sky
Mars’ rival in its palace
She wonders why, if hunter’s dead,
She still feels strong desire
“**** yourself before it kills you”
Whispers the star of fire
The son sits Indian style
Upon his race-car bed
He prays to Pluto and the sun
And ponders in his head,
“Am I proud to be an earthling?”
“Could my skin transform to fur?”
Then he closed his eyes
And realized
It’s not as they are
But as they were

It broke the seal and we disappeared in orbit. Feathers fall around his head. Her feet are sinking in the earth. Our electric fingers orchestrate the planets. The heart of the scorpion is failing. The soul from the star falls down to the clouds and opens its eyes. Sadness and anxiety are sisters. The music is over. I fired the devil and now I’m no longer welcome in his world. Trees drug. Institutions suffocate. All the shapes and colours with their bright, hard edges smother me until I burst like a balloon. I want to traverse the earth in snow, so I won’t have to look to a sky of sorrows in order to come down. I want winter all to myself. I want the water’s reflection upon your face. I want the taste of whiskey in our kiss. Other than that, there’s not much that I’ll miss. I want to return to the nothing. I want to see myself drift away. Till then I’m married to melancholy. Till death do us part.

Fish, reptile, human embryo
Take your pick of what we are
The romance of god
The sterility of science-
A match not made in heaven
He made something out of nothing-
Sun, the light-bearer
But also blow-your-mind light
And plural heavens
As he hovered upon the face of the deep
And caused immense vibrations
You’re either here by mistake
Or here with a purpose
You’re either higher than monkeys
Or lower than angels

Bruised feet
A fearful heart
To Him that can’t be comprehended
Are you still carrying me?
In debt 500 years,
Forgiven but assigned a horse
Another glitch in memory-
Which one did I chose?
Or do I ride them all?
1488 tattooed on a past life
3/23, and there goes 8 again
Strange ties to Elvis
And all kings
Is this the Holy Ghost or am I speeding
The lamb under the rainbow watches and waits
As the wheel turns into a halo

The blank page beckons
The sword pierces the soul
The friends become lovers
The lovers become gods
The monsters aid in evolution
The spirit grasps its revolution
The reflection lies but
The power of it makes us cry
The dead dog attracts the best and worst
The book of life is sealed
The temptation lies in something new
The old ways produce inexperienced sinners
The sleep you cling to was once death
The pursuits you follow are trivial
The world is a battlefield
The gutter is full

Someone’s got it in for me
Cause I’m not symmetrical
Tried to tell them what I think
Cause what it is I’ll never know
Spotlight makes my skin crawl
Just like their flawless tactics
Never meant anyone harm, but
Chemicals unwrapped my lips of plastic
What a strange sensation
When the devil really makes you do it
What am I paying for
I swear, the devil made me do it
Someone’s got it in for me
Cause I’m not balanced
Tried to tell them what I think
Amid shredded calendars
Wish my heart had a radar
So maybe I could make them see
If faced with such evidence
What would you think if you were me
To top off the weird union
Was a glimpse of a picture
You bet your life he showed you off
As a conquered freak in the tincture
Spent years crawling under rocks
Paranoid and spastic
Then one horrid night
Chemicals unwrapped my lips of plastic
What a strange sensation
When the devil really makes you do it
What am I paying for
I swear, the devil made me do it
I went out of my body
Then I went out of my mind

Thought our love was built on rocks
But you were pouring sand
We were nothing but moments that
Could have been spent with anyone
Over and over I wrote the music
But you never sang along
I was your ghost in the mirror,
A prop reassuring your beauty
But reflections lie
And so did I
I saw right through you
But wanted to be the alchemist
For your heart-
Which turned out to be an
Inanimate object on your vanity
Thought our love was built on rocks
But you were pouring sand

A darkened sun
A lightless moon
And not enough wishes
To claim the stars that fall
A shakey heaven
A blackened earth
But not enough lies
To eradicate His words
A sacrificial trip
Through the wormhole and back
And not enough witnesses
To testify the savior
A million Fausts
Stretched out on the highway
And not enough devils
To do their ***** work

Shall we cast some limbs tonight
To avoid eternal hellfire
Shall we break commandments of men
To claim back our right-hand
As the giants call our names
From restraint in Tartaroo
Shall we take it all in
And spew it out from our mouths
Shall we strum from the wrist
And watch dancers on the flame
Shall we break the laws of men
And have a soul to gain
Shall we pray for the prophet
Or for a Messiah

Your giant leap for mankind
Was my exile in a pillbox
A stasis of dead-ends and
Reckless door-knockers
Undifferentiation
Hallucination
Annihilation
Apocalypse of self
Over-man or Under-man
Can’t hide from the super-group
Who prematurely created him-
A slave in their time loop
Moving to keep from standing still
Blame it on a quicksilver mind
Day or night it’s machinery
Starving to be bled and blind
Initiation
Fragmentation
Annihilation
Apocalypse of self

Father sees in secret
Praying in the closet
To let the cup pass on
Fulfilling not destroying
The curse of family units
To let the cup pass on
Planting mustard seeds
Overthrowing tetrarchs
To let the cup pass on
People full of dead men’s bones
A generation of vipers
To let the cup pass on
Wailing and gnashing
Once it’s 70 x 7
To let the cup pass on
Convert to little children
Align your heart and mouth
To let the cup pass on
He who isn’t with me
Is surely against me
So let the cup pass on

Hypnotized by bouncing stars
Flashing red and blue
The more you leave a certain place
The less you’ll lose
But if you’re going nowhere
Stick around for awhile
Use your fist as a gun
And carousel your desires
We might clench our teeth
And knock some elbows
But who knew that dreams could be
Transferred between our toes
Now the star’s moving on
Returning to its white
But I swore I felt something
Emanate from its light
A high frequency cricket dance
A gust of Kansas wind
And suddenly I was one-
One with the earth again

With orange knickers in amber waves
A coyote shadow chases you in rainbows
From green to indigo to black
From green to indigo and back

Into therapy crawl the aggrieved
Still there’s an ache behind the curtain-
The planted seed bloomed as a monster
Arising like a jack-in-the-box

Perspective surprises
When the empty takes form
Half of spirit in altered states
Meditative bliss takes two

With amber knickers in orange waves
From station to station

The pawns of karma were
Picked off one by one
Day or night, night or day
Under moon or sun
Paying useless debts to
Those they’ve never met
Knight, Queen and King
Will never know a thing
Viewing tragedy’s cost
As someone else’s fault
Casting lies and deeds
Into dark beds of reeds
Wondering why someone died
Or losing the car keys
Hoping that the pain will lessen
As the pawns teach them a lesson:
It all comes back full circle

She’s an end-of-the-rainbow hunter
Fighting the forces of Old and Evil
Wearing tea-shades to hide from
Exaggerated reality
She names her cars after fish
And swims in demented colors
Losing track of time when she
Can’t see the sun
She carries grapefruit in her pockets
Along with a switchblade
She’s queen of the highway
And she likes it that way

Stop the seasons
Halt the pain
It’s not your fault it rains
In her bedroom
But dysfunction needs a shepherd
She never meant to agitate
Love’s dark sisters
But they stole all her weapons
Bound to the bricks by a kiss
And a head wound
Once you feel the drowning
You’ll always be beneath

Disarmed me with your open fire
Pouring water in my cup
Then I decided to take a look
But it was too late
I drowned myself in my own disgrace
But how’d you put it in that vile
I’ll bet on all your empty smiles
Sludge and hugs and bugs and all that stuff
My brains of infancy
Have somehow kept me breathing
Got me some skinned knees
Perhaps from all that praying
I’ve still got no clue, just as Elliot said
Only scraps of photos from your bed
Sludge and hugs and bugs and all that stuff

It’s a daughter’s prison
A school run by the rainbow nun
Without recess
Without recess
Inhaling acetone
From toes of pearls I’ve come undone
Without that high
Without that high
Be gentle to the stranger
For he too fights a battle
Someone said that
Someone said that
Existing to amuse them
They hand you exit signs
Muddled masses
Muddled masses
Here’s a ******* and a pen
And breathing holes
So take advantage
Take advantage
The stale egg floats and it
Boosts her confidence
What a plan
What a plan

Tonight I’ll pray like it’s my last
On hands and knees I’ll prostrate fast
While the walls watch me turn blue
While the walls watch me turn blue
Tonight I’ll weep a fountain rain
A swamp to wade in for the vain
While the walls watch me turn blue
While the walls watch me turn blue
Tonight the cosmic thoughts will come
Of twirling tides and dreams undone
But the walls won’t see them
But the walls won’t see them
Tonight I’ll dream of radiance empty
While in my dream-well they’ll throw pennies
But the walls won’t see it
But they’ll never believe it
Tonight I’ll be the pin cushion
Of a thousand strays and hues
While the walls watch me turn blue
While the walls watch me turn blue
Tonight I’ll love the somber alien
He twists in shades of bark and nail
While the walls watch me turn blue
While the walls watch me turn blue
Tonight the paint it shakes and cracks
Like the spine on delicate backs
Which hover in the night so blind
And for the moment, you are divine
Tonight I’ll dig for pale jewels
Underground in heaven
While the walls watch me turn blue

When you’re young
It’s to kingdom come
And one plus one
Equals lots of fun
But counting the years
On trembling fingers
Gets you nothing but a
Loaded gun
And a thought that says
“You’re alone here honey
But somebody up there digs you still”
As rain falls on the windowsill
You realize that the flowers
Will bloom again, they have that power
But unlike them you won’t come back
Strung out on dreams of suicide
And poems about rivers that find the tide-
If only they could find the time

Penetrating holograms with razorblade eyes
Cutting away all the fake and all the lies
I just called to say we could be together
Blacking out on words from tethered love letters
All it takes is your will and my volition
I promise to save you from the path of perdition
All it takes is one sign and one condition
Ignore the picture, take my hand, this is our contrition
Watch the world fall down and fall prey to the night
That erases all dreams and prayers glimmering of light
Me and you could be a pair of faces in the dark
Tripping on black holes left by disciples on tree bark
All it takes is my will and your volition
Take my hand, ignore the picture, kiss to our contrition

He raised his first digit
To blot out the opposable world
Oh, how a spinning ball of blue
Can make you feel so small
So why return?
They’re not ready there
They’re not ready for you yet
Packed like sardines and spinning free
Packed like sardines and spinning free
Heroic archetypes reign in the above
An empty moon, a dancing dove
Explorer of the unadorned
Seduced by revelations
Away from duty
Away from wife
Away from country
Away from strife
Hanging in the skies are
Famous stars with their own spotlights
Celestial buddhas in unending caves
Connect the dots within their circles
But the petty ball of blue beckons you
With broken and fragile chaos
A siren of the busy blind
Asking you to wear a watch
And follow leaders who
Should be following you
Rather stay in the tin can and be
Packed like sardines, spinning free
Packed like sardine, spinning free

Emerging from the void
Is every thing and every one
A panorama of nothing that’s something
The divine avatars await you
With mischief and a smile
You’ve paid your debt to karma
Somehow in one lifetime
Now just reach for the light

In my mind the monkey battles
In my spine the snake rattles
I’m growing quills in my back
I guess, that’s when white turned to black
My memory is all in shambles
My legs are not allowed to ramble
My hands were built to tremble
My life is one big gamble
They say I’m not right in the head
But their dreams are pent to the bed
I guess, I’m a little bent
But they broke me with their wrongs

The bright stars are celestial Buddhas that once were human.

Sundown it’s another night
And I’m crying
But my tears have been vanquished to a secret place
Where only those without form can taste them
Those with it, they call it a waste
It’s so lonely, lonely
With no options and no money
Floating along with the debris
My only friends are the trees
Sundown it’s another night
And I’m trying
But dreams can only get you so far
Sinking like quicksand in the tar
Wink one last time at the stars
It’s so lonely, lonely
With no people and no true home
Floating along with the breeze
Waiting for sun-up to put me at ease

The bodies in the crowd
Merged with the lit darkness
Youth in revolt against life
Amusement in the black woods
Fastening wings to serpents
Clumsy in all sexuality
******* smoke like they
Do in the old movies
Enemies using weapons of confusion
Vultures with Venetian masks
Taking fruit, ignoring the root
Trying to solve non-existent problems
The sounds of stigmata on the ears
Holy fools ripening like corn
Hobby turns into weapon
It’s the end of the world
When there’s nobody to blame
Holding signs that say
‘Tip me for existing’

You gave me bad news as I walked out the door
Guess the winds of karma are catching up
Still I search for the boundless space treasury
With hooks of compassion in my heart
Your spiritual residue does nothing but sting
Your god is godless in the big empty
Near attainment with half-closed eyes
I look up and see the symbols in the sky
The red and white beads are making their journey
Praying for confusion soothed and fear pacified
The hollow illusion and the 8-spoked wheel
Are frowned upon by the Lady of the Space Realm

Black butterfly is hanging round my yard
It looks so soft when life can be so hard
I struggled inside my own cocoon
But I grew wings that flew me to the moon
If peace is futile, then what else exists
Violent urges and profane twists
I need to find my day in the sun
Underrated, but still the night has won

Pray for other people
And you might sleep at night

As the coin danced midair, I called tails
Probably cause I’m going off the rails
Stuck in the underbelly of unyielding solitude
Wanting just a moment crystal clear and ****
Lost and spinning, that’s what comes of age
Communicating through fireworks and sage
Mind and spirit united in darkness
Psyche lit a light and that was the end

I don’t like Mondays
I’m eating my head
A ***** fell out
And it was you
But what we have in common-
Distrust of authority
You raised your fist in triumph
And the criminal became celebrity
There’s mutual respect here
I’m invisible but you saw me
You went about protecting me
Threw me a soda
Calling out the hypocrites
In all their fancy drab
We don’t speak their language
They’re locked in a vacancy
Broken home kids need to
Look out for each other
I point my finger gun at him
He’s just been shot by cupid
There’s more than meets the eye
In this subtle rebellion
He slammed his knife down
Like an old revolutionary
Wearing colors of red
To appease my black
Nine achieves influence
In my floppy shoes
He took her diamond earring
I took his patch
For one day this basket case
Became a princess

You cry tears of water
I cry tears of fire
Maybe a little blood and dust mixed in
Crack in the ice
Crucify the dishonest
Collapse into infinity in one little bedroom
Curious and curiouser
Animals begin to talk
About the shapes and colours of souls
The higher you climb
The more you want to sing
So grab a ladder and join them if you please

Snake wrapped round my spine
Started crawling since I was nine
Guess I should have minded the gaps
Was too busy in the overlap
Inching its way to my brain
But its nestled by my heart
Still it skipped the first refrain
The other two it forgot
Now I’m walking crooked straight
For all the world I’m the bait
Deluded into thinking that
This is normal I’ll be fine
Guess in the grey meantime
I’ll discover roses blue
Everything else is red
Even colors are abused

Never before was strength found in small numbers
Cruel horizons leave no room for small blunders
Fatherland of hope, homeland of death
We pricked our nimble fingers and promised to go deaf
Yeah we put our hands together in a ruthless blood pact
Four wolves in pursuit of truth and magic tact
So it was push and shove and torture before the big release
We had to lie to each other before the big relief
Yeah we all were willing to go underneath for this
What a ******, ****** noble tryst
Our vertical minds were sharp as a tack
We closed our eyes and never looked back

Gossip is a virus seeking a veritable host
So be careful what you say and what you wish for-
You’re capable of creating ghosts

Parting the red sea I saw thousands of
Big dead letters strewn across the path
I wanted to read them but I knew if I did
I would never make it back

I made it to the other side
And watched the waters crash together
When under my staff I found
A wet red letter

It’s time to go outside
It’s time to go outside

There’s this black cloud that follows me
Wherever I go
It drains all of my energy
It likes to do it slow
It’s been so long since I’ve seen an outcome
When all I want is the last straw to come
So I can be completely undone
Neil said someone would come to rescue
Thom said to wait
If we all breathe the same air
Why so many worldly tastes
There’s no splendor in the grass round here
It’s only lies
I stand without a cloak and dagger
But they all have a disguise
It’s been so long since I’ve seen an outcome
When all I want is to be undone
Waiting for that last straw to come

Freedom is a suit of armor the world won’t lift a finger to help you put on.
It’s having the strength not to stay, but leave.
It’s making the choice, and not being labeled as cruel or cold because of it.
It’s holding someone’s hand in hell without explanation.
It’s not saying ‘it’s not you it’s me,’ but saying how things really are.
It’s not making compromises, but living in the world you alone created.
It’s never surrendering your beliefs, not even for the greater good.
It’s taking risks, giving into temptation, and saying no as much as saying yes.
It’s not having to explain yourself, or experience regret.
It’s an art, it’s madness, it’s chaos, it’s hot, it’s light, it’s intense, it’s heaven, it’s hell.

Skating in circles on a blank white canvas
A sliver sheet of paper on the universal tray
I look up to the antler branches and I mourn
I touch my head and feel a crown of thorns

On a diet of raw mud and thawed tears
In the wrong sort of spotlight for so many years
When will their perception see from greater heights
When will their shades of color return to the light

Not looking for a mate, I’m looking for me
What once was whole’s been cut by a thief
We must all be born, as little aliens
What happened to the white magic, please

Now I’m begging for some change and I’m starting to bleed
Blood falls heavier than tears, but both rest among the leaves
Now I’m begging for some mercy and I’m starting to believe
I should lick his salty tears and kiss his wounded feet

They took something from me
Something that didn’t belong to them
So I went to get it back
Now I’m in this place
This maze with grotesque creatures
Now I am one of them
I am the underground
Sure I’m dead and buried
But I keep shaking off the dirt
Still the dust keeps falling from the hourglass
I can’t seem to remember my past
When all I had to say is
“You have no power over me”

Praying to black holes in the sky
Hoping the guest star will become visible
A magnetic circle of stone in the moonlight
Everyone is clipping the church
Is their happiness hypnotic?
The very witching time of night
Will never see the birds in flight
Supernatural anxieties, atomic clocks,
Computers crashing, babies crying,
Ancient standing energy rocks
But who can blame the satellite
For mankind’s myths?

We’re all trying to run away from the sun
Seeking a left-hand path into the night
But we suppress our shadows in the day
The big star merely brings this to light
When we can see clearly with rays in our eyes
That’s mystical too
Denying existence of that which exists
Seems to belong to the few

Lost in the fridge of hell
Lost in my mind’s eye
I push them all away
But I swear they pushed me first
This town has its gospel
But it is backward masked
I count my change,
******* my flask
Until I can no longer
Connect the dots of light
The only question left to ask
Is if those who do wrong
Are in their right mind…
I don’t think so
But we all couldn’t live
Without the word crime…
To see skewed through your
Mind’s eye

Today I drew a map on my arms
It matches the old map on my legs
Now I can be useful to someone
Now I can be fruitful and divide

Still I’m afraid I’ll end up serving them
Yeah I’m afraid I’ll end up hurting them
But wait, I’ve done that already
And history repeats
But wait, I’ve done this already

They say don’t cry over spilt soul
But they’re not the ones growing ever-old
Turned off as they chant “turn me on”
With lacerating smiles from a smoking gun
I gave everything to my stereo
But it hasn’t helped me to carry on
I tried so hard to give not to take
But I’m still enemy number one

So here’s the end of the rope
As my eyes trace the destiny of these roads
They seem to run straight to my heart
But I know my brain trumps that
I’ve tried to get a big head start
But machines made sure to stop me flat
I pray for the end, the passing time
And a good friend to leave behind
But it’s as futile as it can be
My tear ducts are all empty
So I’ll pray to the nothing
Where I’ll linger, where I began
Pull up my dark cape sheet
Make death a poetry slam
The ships are coming in
The monsters are leaving the bed
Now underneath is a pair of boots
A record, and a stain of red
I’ll take nothing and everything
With me when I go
A brain in a guitar case
Would be a gentle bode
I’m sailing now, far away
To a place I will call home-
I know my true parents are
Spread wide open

Today I drew a map on my arms
It matches the old map on my legs

Furniture moves around inside of me
My brain is the roof
My heart is the floor
Everything else is a revolving door
To live in suburbia you must be lobotomized
You must be cut up
Down to size
Realities are bleeding through
I’m sure they’ll love a train wreck
So goodbye to the oblong
Death for two
Hello to the sharp game of chance
Losing my mind is a sweet romance
I’ve gathered my graffiti tools
Hyperfocused on the rules
Now it’s time
To claim my birthright
To transform into the hunter
To perform like a good boy should
Here comes the Flow