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

People want to walk on crystal clouds
I give them gravity
People want to cross the gate
Moses parted the Red Sea
People want to live forever
I bring them death and disease
People want to be invisible
I give them eyes to see

People want to be united
I part them with the oceans
People want an elixir
But Jesus had no potions
People want to find meaning
I bring them no notions
People want to create
I give them emotions

People want logic
I bring them the absurd
People want music
Angels bring them songs unheard
People want to know the universe
I just give them planet earth
People want to be free
They just have to say the word

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

Eccentric inclination
Chaos, my middle name
Gyrating UFOs
Planted in your brain
In your blood
There’s an end
Start planning your last supper
Remember the good sins
Glitch in the system
Worldlets of curls
Ringlets of worlds
Galactic slingshot
Cluster-**** of have-nots
Xylophone snow
Planet xoxo

I wasn’t thinking about you, all my layers are peeled
So what cha doing here, or were you tucked away back there
Stuck like a headstone on the wrong grave, spoiled pear
See I’ve worked by the circle, for the cone, in the square
As the microwaves singed my back-of-neck hairs
I’ve worn ****** on my tongue, heart and sleeves
I’ve known moral decadence and faithless deeds
But when my number’s up will I seek rest
Or stick around to see what’s next
Cause every time I think of something good
Genie instead sends Mr. reaper in his hood
And flesh only loves the latest grain of scandal
Gloating over others’ skin of shame with wickless candles
If we can’t enjoy what’s given, why give the gifts at all
And how is there a Jesus if everybody falls
The wizened saints and wizards stumble stealthily in the sunset
Law of attraction, more like Russian roulette

They can call it what they want
But amidst your pain
You deserved one selfish moment
Call it want you want
But amidst your fury
You blackened the whitest of faces
And they might still make the make-up
But you shook me to the core
Shook me to the bone
Took me to a place of unknown refuge
Took me to a home
We've all left the cradle
But few of us remember the rocking
The serenity sway
We've all been burned
But few of us recognize the flame
Of blue consistency
Memory, always in their favor
When you just need someone
In the present tense
Soak us in tragedy
Leave us with a laugh
I truly hope you've found
Your colored clay
And all your wounds are healed

Don't have the capacity to hate
Still the taste of bated breath smells metallic
So many ideas in so little time
They delete my files as I dissect importance
Now the melodies have been corrupted
Except for the blue star lullaby
And right now that's the only thing that makes sense...
But why make sense? Why reason? Why pry?
You've only proven just how green your sky is-
Ironic, right?
And no matter what happens I'll never be chained to you
Your bane is that you're not my ghost; not even my vapour
Cause you turned off the music of my memory
And your eyes were never as big as his
Try if you must, but you can't pierce a soul-
You may bruise it, use it, roll around in it for awhile
But it always heals itself
So press down with all your weight
I might break- but I've watched IT bend

Don’t know why I’m still here
Our roots refuse to grow together
You only want pretty blossoms
And erupting volcanoes
Still I try to tie our trees together
Eternal passion with eternal poison
Any fool can be in love
Takes a special kind of accident
To still love the left-over ashes

So I come heavily every day
To blank pages and off-white sheets
I get over and under, not safe or discreet
And just because in the shower I sing
You think you’ve done me no injury
Yeah, you’ve  never heard the melody

And the price of knowing the thoughts of your heart
Is a sword through my soul, piercing and dark
And I still don’t know why I’m still here
Our roots refuse to grow together
Eternal poison with eternal passion
And still I love those left-over ashes

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

A hospital bed
A room painted red
A hungover head
All things unsaid

Dead flowers
Cold showers
In space for a second
On earth for an hour

A garden of weeds
A forgotten creed
A tree without leaves
A neglected need

Broken-down cars
A wrist full of scars
A sky without stars
A dull broken heart

A cell is a tumor is a star is a sun
A prison for prisms of light
A square then a circle then a spiral when it’s done
But the shapes are always changing
And on a light night or a dark day
Find your soul in a constellation
The cup of mystery is the sky, if you may
Find the answer in a fateful cloud and pray
Who knows where the time goes
If only your body could go where your mind roams
To have the grace to look death in the eye
When beasts aren’t cruel, it’s us who are wild
And on a dark day or a light night
Picture yourself as the main creator
Gather life from other worlds with all your might
And transplant them here for later

Lightning crashes.
Scenery of Christmas lights and carnival delights.
Wishes of "wish you were here" and feelings of gladness that you're not.
Nothing here but invisible trees and extending branches.
Brains wired and falsely ecstatic.
Minds clouded with wonder.
Feet soaked in mud.
Lives filled with dirt, but not tonight.
Six feet under we're covered with dirt, but not tonight.
Music in our ears of deafly heard dreams, clouded by the constant ringing of sober-less memories, filled with invisible sounds of the undergrounds we so deftly tried to forget.
A house of cards, knocked down but slowly rebuilding in this temporary paradise.
We're all strange here; we're all separated by our hopes.
To drink, to drive, to live, to be buried, to stay alive, to not be buried alive.
On the edge of summer, on the edge of beginnings, on the beginnings of an end.
Passion is a pit for dead lovers. Dead lovers lie naked in the mud. Mud covers footprints of those who were here.
Puddles by morning.
Brains in a puddle, minds in a haze.
Lifeless gazes from across wet grass.
Is it dew from rain or are we due for rain?
What's the point of being wet, if we're dry in our souls?
Nothing matters, the eyes disappear into huddled masses.
Under your umbrella, under my last chapter, under our life's story.
Sun comes again, the great big wheel.
Omitting true light to those who hate it, no matter how deep their hate is driven like snow.
Lightning crashes.

They’re gonna **** you
Yeah, they’re gonna maim you
All cause they couldn’t tame you
Gauging your future
From a grudge of the past
You only know this
Cause it takes other people
To really put you in hell
Yeah, they don’t know the half of it
They only know the before-it
They don’t know the after-it
Yeah, they don’t know the half of it
But the last laugh is always a guess
Cause everybody dies
Even the vampires and the pines
Even the lies, eventually
Yeah, in the end
They’ll be choking on your blood
Regurgitate, throw up
Shove it back down
Again an again
As they stare at your smiling picture
Then they’ll know
Yeah, they’ll know
What it means to be you
Like Blake said
Just cause you smile
Don’t mean you’re not rotting inside
From the heartside-out

I believe in the spirit
I have more faith than reason
I question my own country
Heaven and hell in all seasons

I can't conceive that
God's mystery
Can be pinned down by one book
But every now and then
When I lose another friend
I decide to take a look

And the ants crawl to the amphitheater
There's crumbs and love for everyone
Like smoke through a spider's web
There's nothing to be done
We just spin on and on

Don’t believe him when he says he’ll set you free
He’ll slice up your halo and sell it for a cheap fee
And when your sinking in the quicksand, powerless, in need
He’ll be the first to cut the rope, with a grin like those on TV
The machine has no heart yet you’re feeding it now
With words and small gestures, they’re those on the prowl
Who’ll make no exceptions for them hearts of purity
No one knows how they got that way, like those on TV
And it’s a momentary thing, permanent but not set in stone
Everyone’s wasting their sweetness on a place that can’t be home
And everyone’s dreaming of hurt instead of hope and let it be’s
Who’s intercepting our minds, probably those on TV
Walking on a wire, settling for the ball and chain
From these clichés and drama plays we don’t refrain
Who has the message, who sent us in this direction without the keys
Who’s turning this world around, is it those on TV?

The whole world talks in code
Somehow yours I understand
In you I find a resting place
In you I mustn’t fight to stand
And therein lies a mystery
Of twin souls in separate bodies,
With separate minds and separate lives,
But seeing through the same bright eyes
You seem to comprehend my agony
With a soft tongue and wizened lips
I cling to all your keepsakes
When I feel my memory slip
This town is over-bearing
I’m sure my foes make your good friends
But from this nightmare you give relief-
True conversation that never ends

She doesn't aim to ****
She rather puncture, amputate, deform
She's never done spinning her web
Even when you're paralyzed

She magnifies her lies
And calls it transformation
Convincing others you're a burden
Who needs to be put out of her misery

She doesn't believe in raising the dead
But she's an expert in lowering the living
The sudden best friend who keeps her enemies closer-
(An angel with no motives is a demon in disguise)

She's dancing and singing in my opera of horror
She's happy to play the part
She's waiting for my lavish palace of wonder
To turn into a grotesque carnival of mirrors

As underneath those China eyes and pirate smile
Hides a latrodectus blackbird-
Leaving her venom and ******* your essence
So she can fly

So don't be fooled by the lack of red-
She keeps the hourglass in her head
She's in the business of changing names
Passing to you the hysterics of Jane
(Claire, I can't find you in there)

Thriving on your denial
Creative only in deception
She'll put your footprints on a devil's pact
And call it her reception

True as any fallen black wing
She only shows herself in shadows
The little, rogue, blood-thirsty fiend
Loves to get her hands ***** in private

But while she drinks from the cup of others' sorrows
Thinking she has lightning in a bottle
She may forget that one of these tomorrows
Her beloved beast will turn on her

Living in her kingdom of jewels
She would've gotten away unscathed
Pity, the infrastructure wasn't infused
With wisdom-
The charmer of limbs will fall

(Silly girl,
Robots aren't sacred)

They say we've got to get back to the garden
We got to pull up the roots and wear them on our sleeves
But when you're truly feral, you're somehow still not free
The mud without the lotus, the ***** without desire
A soul asleep too long is born into dirt
Constructed from stale rain and hand-me-down-pain
One flick of the switch and you could have been hallowed
One cruel little trick and here you are hollow
The cosmic sadist and his moral compass
Gets off on selling sanctuary
A painter with the world as his canvas
A scientist with earth as his experiment
A ****** watching a glass-bowl of fish
An Aids avalanche, volcano cancer
Heartbreak earthquake, hurricane mistake
The rolling dice is our degree of pain
A black man's endowed to plant seeds of poverty
A white man's enshrouded with mental instability
Genetic karma makes the whole thing spin
Grandfather was a ****, now I'm paying for his sins
The spiritual adulteress, too busy playing cosmic chess
To feel an ounce of our unrest
Are you so smug, being shoved under big bosses rug
A door mat, a poor mouse, a *******
Why did you isolate the mind to breed fear and murky depths
Every second on this spinning plate is another little death
Where is the underground railroad of saints
Who excel in destroying decay
Are they wandering round Nod
Or stuck in some elevated mundane
Do you drink our limbo water, do you prefer aged ***
*If perfection's what they aimed for, then the only way is down

Lions for *****
Evolve for love
Tell his story
It’s all history
Emit for time
Be right, bright one
Truth hurts the
Twelve selves
Amen to home
Hear the earth in your heart
Two bells on a bible-
America’s camera eye

Underneath the face of a sad clown lies a little wicked small town
Just a speck on the map
You may just be passing through but soon the fever will catch up to you
Feel the ripple effect
Here you won't make a best friend, but a sister you never had
She'll guide you through the flowers and offer lots of laughs
But even at her most serene there's a sinister current underneath
A flexing of power
And soon you'll start looking towards the ground, where you'll start tripping too much to be coincidence
An as you look up the danger stops
She'll look right through you as if you were air and she'll say, 'Take my hand'
Soon she'll invite you to parties of mutual bodies, who happen to favor clumsy fools like you
But they'll treat you like a guest of honor, when really their accolades are insults with armor
They've nothing better to do but make up a coded language and test it on you
How did I get here?
How can I disappear?
But as you start to evaporate she'll throw you another inquiry
She's reading off your flaws with smiling jaws
Taunting you with mistruths
You look away hurt, and she seizes the moment to write the jab on a napkin
Something to share with the cronies for later
Ha-Ha, how cleverly subtle you are!
Friendship is makeshift here, my dear
The hippies don't play instruments anymore
The company she keeps would dispose of her in a second
But she's not worried, she has you as her bullet shield
The body-snatchers with mommy issues save face quite gracefully here
They all say they'd leave, but they burn a free ticket
A mafia with no honor
You'll have seen more life in comas than this town
Little coffins with hearsay mouths where hearts should be
Small town breeds fair-weather ghosts and cold abodes
But it sure is a great place to be if you're training on how to play dead

We're all little Lucifers
Disgraced and fallen
Yet somehow still bearing light
And the four-fold word
Of secrecy, blasphemy
Might quite be love
Or maybe Eden
The illusion that somehow
Eases our tragedy
And still there are those
Hell-bent on progress
As if they were aliens
(Perhaps they are)
The tower is toppling
With windows of fire
See them jump and scream
Till all that's left is rubble
And I left, eye wide open
Came back, astonished
They had rebuilt it
Stacking slander like pancakes
Atop the salamander
It somehow stays in place
And lightning doesn't strike twice
(Perhaps it does)
Well, start anew is pretty hard
When they're taxing herbs
With greeting cards
And while the sylph circles
And the nymph swims below
I can't tell whose side they're on
Where did all the warm blood go

This private mind
Too delicate for its own good
Every time a mirror's smashed
Someone erects another one
The only signs I believe
Rewinding when they couldn't see
Apocalyptic revelry
Calendar of X's
Six senses infiltrated
Still I try to see the kid in me
Make up a world of crashing down
And never ever burning
Make it in your mind enough
It will come to life enough
Existing before you came
Still there when the curtains close
But you have to keep at it
Can't let it be smashed or tagged
Keep the turkey in the bag
Cause someone's got a hammer
Maybe soon the dawn will comfort
Price to pay for fearing dusk
But if you look hard enough
A star can answer all your prayers
Dead dogs attract the best of us
The vile and the tempest-tossed
A soul flew off, a line was crossed
A nothing lay outlined in chalk
Sweaty products jutting from scissors
Sculpted by the only source
Which one are you
Which one are you
This apple tastes like a bible page
Drooping bells and cracked flowers
Show me how to disengage
Show me how to disengage

"Two unconnected, discontinuous segments of consciousness are not part of the same person, but belong instead to two different persons."*

Lived many wretched lives
But this one takes the cake
Life is but a trial
Remembered most for your mistakes
Out of your reality and out of my awareness
I was dragged by my naked collar
The mystic became violated
As the deity asked for a dollar
Apocalyptic visions come
When I dream by day
Cognizant of many things
But the mystery lies in wait
Their interpretation is prevailing
But they are blind to its function of power
They think the concepts of light and truth
Can be found in a beautiful flower
The sinners wait with bated breath
Measuring my faults on a scale
But the second coming's coming soon
Only He can judge me where I failed
Have enough chaos in me
To produce a thousand dancing stars
You have your way and I have mine
The right way only exists on Mars
Security of conformity you choose
But I was not meant to have that choice
I am just a highly flawed individual
Searching for freedom and a voice
Constantly seeking a fortress, a lighthouse
But I know this must be in solitude
Exile is where I belong
The path home always eludes

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

Playing pool under a midnight blue
In the land of immigrants
Nobody’s laughing or smiling
Suicide in sepia-tone
A black hole in your car
Hitchhiker in a red sweatshirt
Driving to exit zero
The meaning of life is a slap in the face
Floating objects, changing colors
If you don’t think about it,
Then it will happen
Throw a match in the air
Watch it touch the sky
Laying in the hospital bed
With you right next to me

You're the one that got away
Somehow I think I'm to blame
We were both looking for escape
But you beat me to it with haste

The passion we shared
The crosses we beared
I don't want to live a lie
The science of our love
Caused me violence when you left
And I don't want to watch our future die

I'm lost...

Angelic minds deflowered
By the ice cream in hell
Now master becomes servant
With sandwich board and bell
No one wants damaged goods
They’ll put you under a spell
Of shame, flames, and runaway trains
And secrets not to tell

Fall back into the rhythm, love
Fall upwards to the sky
Forget the sword and rose, love
Your heart will get you by
Fall forward into sin, love
Rise downwards to the earth
Forget the author of these words
Your death triumphs your birth

Hello,
I'm a stranger
But I know you very well
I know you're in pain
And I know that you're swell

You remind me of someone I knew
Now that I know you
I think I love you

So I'll follow you wherever you go
I'll watch you through the rain and through the snow
I'll meet you at the coffee shop in town
I'd even love to watch your pretty face drown

See, I got my designs on your life
I've been watching you through the walls, day and night
I've seen you in the perfect shade of blue
Oh, from here I've got the perfect view

Today I heard you talking to a boy
But baby, to him, you're just a toy
So I scattered on your rug some broken glass
Then I came to your aid, and I came fast

See I'm the only one who'll watch you bleed
Then clean up your mess like scattered beads
Cause I know all your dark secrets and fears
Even your watchdog wants me near

Cause I'm so lonely just like you
I know how it feels to be in your shoes
I've bought all your paintings and your art
So now we both can make a new start

Thought we were as happy as the birds
But you speak of me like I can't hear the words
So I put some itchy poisons in your sheets
Then called to say you're beautiful and neat

Now that you've got me in your world
Let's get rid of that other girl
I know she's your confidant and friend
But cause she's a threat to us, her life must end

Now I'm within your trust and in your bed
But I can't seem to pause what's in my head
I hope the lens don't catch these moments weak
Cause now that I'm here I just can't speak

Oh, silly me I've slipped up again
I mentioned a supposed unknown friend
Now you've caught on to my game
And I'm on top, and you're just another name

You should have embraced my loaded gun
A subtle form of Stockholm syndrome
But I knew you'd rat me out to the cops
So today my love for you just popped

Hello,
I'm a stranger
But I know you very well
I know you're in pain
And I know that you're swell

You remind me of someone I knew
Now that I know you
I think I love you

I’m always the one who wants to have fun
But I always cross the line
And all the mistakes add up-
I know this
And I know the pain I caused you-
There are no excuses, only regrets
I just wish for all of us to be fun, safe and free
With one foot in fantasy, one foot in reality-
The way it should be (in a perfect world)
But it’s so easy to fall victim to extremes
And it’s so hard to say what I really mean…
You are my blood and I love you
But even without the spiral staircase of DNA we share,
I know we would still find each other,
If not in this life, than the next.
You are always in my prayers
And if you ever dare find yourself in a black hole,
I promise to be there for you every step of the way
Until you emerge a new, bright shining star.
Trust your intuition when nothing’s as it seems
Control is an illusion. Life is but a dream.
You are my Loveblood.

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

Rough hands
Soft eyes
Be naive
Be wise
Kneel down
Stand up
Be warrior
Be tough
New years
A lie
No such
Thing as time
So hard
To be nice
Every day to
Not think twice
In a world of
Pity and fear
Garments soiled
With tears
Lukewarm
Is not
Good
Enough
Repent
Repent
Repent
Repent

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?

I'm in the mush, in the creamed corn
I used to float like a log
They cut me down, but I'm still trapped
More than ever before
There's a **** in the side of her red dress
Hem is an awful mess
With happy feet they move
But skeletons don't dance here
Cause a man from another place
Is stirring the soup
These pentacles have tentacles
That water a rotting root
But fire's not all bad
If your twin flame walks with you
And he's waiting
And she's waiting
On the other side
Immobile and free
I'm on a never-ending quest
For the impossible, I guess
Still I wait for the alloy to break
The dye to fade
Before I reach for the white paint
I'm in the mush, in the creamed corn
I used to float like a log
They cut me down, but I'm still trapped
More than ever before

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

Birds like airplanes like crosses in the sky
Give me strength and weakness at the same time
The trees a loft for the first realm of heaven
A grid of sixes beneath the mighty sevens
He was the firstborn of every creature
And the last of all the great teachers
Thirst for his word, cleansed by his blood
Rise out of the ashes like a lotus in the mud
Glorification means being ready to die
To submit to the rainbow throne on high

Adam and Steve
Adam and Steven
Adam an Eve
Adam an Even
Adam was odd
An Eve she was even
Then came the planet
With all the plants
It came before their plans
Or did it
Sweet honeysuckle
Down by the water
Sat catacorner
To a caterpillar
On a big mushroom
It had way more than five limbs
It looked strangely wizened
It told them to try it
Till boom bing bang
Wham bam shazam
Buildings and fast food and robots, oh my!
Soon little monkeys
Stopped crawling on knuckles
They invented baseballs
Chains and belt-buckles
And caterpillar
Lost all his wrinkles
Turned into soup
Came out with a wingspan
This is a tale of the
Cautiously clever
Does it make you nauseous
Or want to wear leather?

Persecuted by the world
By nature and by fellow man
All cause it won’t overcome
That fear which it can’t understand-
The agony of being different
The dull pains of being weird
The Neverending appetite
To fit in with the group’s veneer-
But now I’m here
Too late to turn back
So unbutton my eyes, give me a true tongue
And try not to cut me some slack-
Ride out the storm
Turn some blue into black
Learn arts of satisfaction
Even if it’s all an act
While I envy all the animals
Who get by on so little-
A bird fumbles in the trash
And flies away contently

Snap goes the jacket
Snip goes the tongue
****, put a sock in it
You're stamped, you're done
The hole in your fashion
Lets the dark genie in
See the naturally magical lights
Ignore the projector below
I aspired to spiral until I grew tired
But somebody's fangs ****** the right from the wild
So now I disguise all my gut feelings in the soup
Cause a riddle for Mary's a magnet for you

Just do it
The world will be a better place
To be strong is to be weak
Tomorrow is just a phase
They hate your guts
And they hate your outsides
So easy to attack
When the cause seems justified
Oh, no
The outsider stands
With his heart and his eyes in his hand
They talk in code
They call you a boy
When bodies change
Souls become unemployed
Well, speak that word again
And I might just fall off the face of the earth again
You're positively 4th street
And when the doors meet, I see
Charlie Manson eating strawberry ice cream
And when will the colors bleed
Oh, yeah
The outsider stands
With his heart and his eyes in his hand
Bad vibrations coming from
Every corner of a compass
Didn't know life was a contest
Don't want to be an object
Don't want to compete on the world stage
But as always, all I've got is this page
And a dead dream- there's a hole in the clouds-
I see it floating

Maybe you fell out of love with me
Maybe your one plus one equaled three
Maybe my love was too much to handle
Maybe the flame burned out of the candle
Maybe we wanted different things-
Maybe kids or wedding rings
Maybe it got too weird for you
Maybe my normal was your haiku
Maybe our love was disguised as lust
Maybe it was all a matter of trust
Maybe there was a lack of tears
Maybe we couldn’t vanquish each other’s fears
Maybe we were settling like dust on a floor
Maybe you were the window and I was the door
Maybe we both needed to breathe
Maybe that’s why one of us had to leave
Maybe our bodies were too quick to touch
Maybe the stars just weren’t aligned with us

Off to the moon in cement shoes we fly
And this is the art of getting by
We let loose our flaws, and worries subside
Our guardian angels are put on standby
As slippery hands and limp tongues arrive
At a place in this hell one could call paradise
Dear fountain of mercy, keep us alive against
The unforgiving vengeance of the night
Just let it last, just let it glide
Underneath stars that fade with daylight

As I count pennies at the liquor store
And look around for the cheapest drink to pour
I want so badly to fall on my knees
Cause I'm reminded of the blood that I bleed

Quick fixes and temporary band-aids
Won't cure me tomorrow but today they'll save
Me from the veiled contempt in your eyes
A pirate in a sailor's disguise

My animal years couldn't last forever
I brought you shame and misfortune, ties I did sever
Now I feel like your pet parasite
But even collapsing stars shine bright when they're dying

I'm gagging on the future and choking on the past
Each moment is my swan song, how long will this last?
Can't bring myself to leave this world, till I solve the puzzle
Constantly caged in decay with a muzzle

Every second I have a miscarriage of the soul
And if you stare too long, you'll turn to stone
But the snakes in my hair shouldn't give you the chills
They have just enough venom as the weakest of pills

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

Sinking deep or full-sail ahead
These are the contents of my head
But for every time I saw the ocean, not the sea
Lord, have mercy on me

Flaming numbness or burnt-out desire
My body's always on fire
But for every time I fell victim to gluttony
Lord, have mercy on me

A sunshower in the day and a candle in the dark
This is the mystery of my heart
But for every time, I traded still rainbows for the wind's speed
Lord, have mercy on me

A devil prefers wet lips; God prefers silence
Didn't realize that such small words could cause such big violence
But for every time, I don't think before I speak
Lord, have mercy on me

They laugh and frown anytime I sing and dance
This is just my circumstance
But for every time they use the sword and not the pen
Lord, have mercy on them

Ate the slivered pancake
Drank the plastic wine
What did I expect
No one gives their body that freely
The horses have serpentine tails
While Neptune drinks his lemonade
And all the mermaids are being washed ashore
Pluto floats on like a speckled egg
And she has Solomon’s house on her head
While all the birds read our minds amidst sunbeam glass
Mercury still gets a tan
While Venus dances in her shell
Here we debate about heaven and hell
Jupiter weeps but we don’t know why
Saturn is a spaceship of time
And Mars used to be blue
While Uranus hides its bottom half
Ate the slivered pancake
Drank the plastic wine
What did I expect
No one gives their body that freely

You shouldn't steal when you can borrow
Didn't your mama teach you better?
No? Then get some therapy
No one's accountable for your needs
Not to any degree

But still you must've had a teacher
Deception's a perfected skill
But remember to taste-test that pill
After all you're the prince
Who never leaves fingerprints

In the end though
The vertical flow's
Gonna catch up to you
You can't go round & round forever
Spreading your slander tender

Still,
I just wanna see you suffer
At the hands of another
Just so the blood in your mouth becomes real
Now you're the one tacked to the wheel
Now tell me does that seem surreal?
I didn't think so

Parade around in mechanical cotton
Is that the flavor of the weak
Posing as Byron with a frankincense tree
Blood-letting to support your creed
Forgetting that the best grows naturally

The voodoo with the prodigal knife
The who's who of nautical nights
The tight *****, diabolical wife
Wounded a rabbit's tongue
Kept me from speaking up

But I dare you to take your servants
Into your sacred space of merchants
Lay your supper in the bedroom
See if they make a purchase

Or do they wanna see you suffer
At the hands of another
Just so the blood in your mouth becomes real
Now you're the one tacked to the wheel
Oh, what can be revealed
I sure hope so

So how's your precious golden cup
Is it half empty, or full with bad luck
Can you taste the iron in the stuff
Or is their protest practicing
Waiting to burn you on the last drop

Could have married a music man
An impresario with big hands
Till you showed up with plastic plans
An a conductor's wand made of tree bark
But you never had the guts to bite

See, unlike your faceless drones
I truly needed a home
I'm not the one who disowned you
I don't get off on selling soldiers
Wrapped in videotape

So why did you wait so long
To sell me out
It wasn't a hot summer
Guess your supply was in a drought
Poor, poor pitiful me
Just wanted an apology

But I guess I'll have to settle
For watching you suffer

He’s got milk in the brain
And I guess I’m to blame
A friend on his pillow
A citizen in his hallway
A ghost on his doorstep
A ******* for life
And I wonder which master he serves
Did I get what I deserved?
Is this what freedom looks like?
Guys can be free but forget the girls
We play it cool until we fold
It’s all a game, or so we’re told
I never consumed his milk
But I bet it has a bitter taste
He’s wrapped in plastic again
And his cup needs to be filled
By another friend on his pillow

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

Love
Minus blood
Flood
Minus water
Touch
Minus hands
Words
Minus Meaning
Astronaut
Minus spacesuit
Treasure
Minus loot
Welcome to the helm
Of your own spirit vehicle
Welcome to the realm
Of questionable miracles
Welcome to the future
Welcome to bardo, baby

You’re all smiles while I lurk
You played dead while I did all the work
Waited so long for you to get on your feet
And when you did, you decided you didn’t need me
The world doesn’t need another song about love
But I need to get this out somehow
I’m hoping on some help from above
Till like you, I can take a bow
So let me rest now
Let me dream
For in dreams I can escape this cruel reality
A world where everyone wears a mask,
Plays a role, holding fast to empty promises
That always takes a toll
I suspect there was another spirit in your mist
Will she rewire you and teach you how to kiss like her
I guess I had this coming
I pulled you in when you felt like running
Someone’s got to teach me how to not give a ****
Cause glamorous ideas never make good plans