two orders

black pepper chicken

with fried rice instead of white rice

also

one order of General Tso chicken

and Crab Ragoons

with 2 cokes

and I’m using cash

forty minutes?

okay, thank you.

If you’re stranger than that

What light shows your face

In being what costume you wear

A pale thin honest mask of their father

Then let them come about you let them come around again

I wouldn’t have guessed such a lust I’ve brought with you

They wouldn’t either for every night or day and night

All of them on fire

All of them alone

Children of living spirals greatness

Teaching them to run out the infinity black door

Out and ever more

Sliding fingers between yours

Falling down the mountain

Oh look at them go.

A life worth living

Is not a life worth saving

And a life worth saving

Is not worth living at all.

For what he is

taking time for what he needs

to find the time for what he wants

to forget the world around him

and to be so sure nothing would ever die

from then

nothing ever did.

On such a day to wait

With what you have to forgive beside you

Always twisting dry leaves into small pieces

To set structure

To set fire

To an absence I’ve been most comfortable with

Something to always be picked upon

Whether it’s conscious to me

Or not

I haven’t been such a bright color

And I’ve keep out of the spectrum

Don’t break me open

To that of night in which I became

I wide eyed my best

Within breath too shallow

If my mad ghost self were to haunt

To drive out

Binding your spell like smoke from lips

Blanket down hollow earth

Let him be gone from my violence

Violence the way it came

You thought faith to overcome the devil

And the faith of the devil reaches

Down your neck.

——

By late, you came in the night in black shoes

I know you can’t think good of the devil

To my side you can with the faith I use

Of the spirits true, rest the highest level

Back of your eyes to the blood you swallow

Leaving it the last trumpeter to cry

The night that you brought to my own hollow

The way I remember you used to try

Now it seems that the worst can’t start new

Nothing of mine is to keep as my own

But nothing could be used to see through you

Either way nothing could pass through a stone

No my dear, you’re not alone but with me

That ride, I fell off and skinned my good knee.

—–

Be that you are a devil in black shoes

The words from the mountain you brought to your feet

For a lover to let your eyes down

Standing naked

Back to the fire

Where you let your children burn

To lay on their ashes

I think the woman sitting from

a ways down smells

Come with me

You come from love

Little boy blue eyes.

—–

The carpet installers are dead, so dead

Peter, the boss, lays under the floor now

So the job wont be finished, the room red

And the carpet bare, the carpenters go

Their last task to carpet the funeral home.

We can move on if you don’t mind us staying

We wont be seen when we leave with a bang

It won’t take long if it takes us a lifetime

We’re just lost kids, and we’re out of our minds

-

I’ll carry you home fall sleep in my arms

I’ll be so real in your dreams about me

And you’ll be a dream when I open my eyes

-

Singing all night for nobodies music

Following stars we have seen all our life

I know the way I’ll be right behind you

Biting your lip and I’m biting your tongue

-

Hearing our songs as angels sing them

Calling us names they would call their children

You’re ringing bells as loud as your heartbeat

Our million years didn’t seem like a while.

-

We’ve got all that we need

Everything’s easier

We can come home now

We will find home now

We will come home now

We have found home now

Right where we began

We have found home now

Right where we stand

We are home now.

You swallowed your throat

You’re a bust in your skin

When the last living man asked to come in

You looked out the door

You’ve seen him before

He was down on his luck

He needed a lift

But the newspapers crushed that ***** old list

Now he’ll never be home

And he’ll never come in

The last living man was so small and so thin

He asked for the time

But by then he went blind

And the noises were his last way out

Sank the bottle again

He though himself dead

When the mail in the box didn’t come in

He sat in his chair

And to look is to stare

Worse than that he’ll never be there

He can’t follow your eyes

But knows of your tongue

You know where he’s been

But you swallowed your throat

And burst out your skin

When the last living man asked to come in.