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Psyche Aug 2018
swim awayswim away


paper tyger
burning bright
in the forests
of the night
caught in
screens of
black
forest trees
paper tyger
burn
the night

swimaway swim away

paper tyger
burning bright
in the forests
of the night
burn
the woods
burn
the woods down
burn it all
but keep me
alive
keep me alive

keep me
alive
i will eat
the moss
out of
your sinews

keep me
a life
living off
of stardust
and of mildew

keep me
keep me

embers flicker
embers flicker
i will eat
the ashes
of your
heart

burn it all
burn it all down
don't let me
fade away

paper tyger
burning bright
in the forests
of the night
fill the sky
fill the sky
with glories
from your
lanterns
burn the night
burn the light
paper tyger
burning bright

swim away swimaway
  Aug 2018 Psyche
The Nameless
You punish yourself, Baba,
Tasting the power of life in your veins,
Tasting it as it drips quietly away, but
There's no life for you in these chains.

Perfection is a smooth, round pebble,
A cutting orb trapped in your sandal,
But as the blood pours trailing on the ground,
Clothed in tears, I will light your votive candle.

Your skin sags its sorry sighs,
But in the lying mirror, a trick of the eye,
Sunken eyes and a skeleton
Are once, twice bitten, but never shy

Have you achieved Nirvana, Baba?
Now that your body has gone away?
Have you left behind earthly terrors,
And the fears and cries of today?

And from your withered lips
This answer will eternally resound,
That you've seen final salvation
And for a rotting tongue, been crowned.
  Aug 2018 Psyche
The Nameless
а воз и ныне там, Nothing has changed,
и а воз и ныне там, Yes, nothing has changed.

Little ****** with your
Parted lips and
      Parted thighs,

хотели как лучше, а получилось как всегда,
The best, darling, I only wanted the best.

Lovely Little ****** Lady
Batting your
      Lively ****** eyes,

за красивые глаза,
Is there anything you would not do for me?

Little ****** with your
Candy apple
      Lollipop sighs,

больное место,
How easily fruit bruises.

Lovely Little ****** Lady
Wearing your
      Dollhouse disguise,

а воз и ныне там, Nothing has changed,
и а воз и ныне там, Yes, nothing has changed.

Little ****** with your
Frozen beauty,
      Winter skies,

бабье лето,
And also my Indian Summer.

Lovely Little ****** Lady,
Sorrowful Delores,
      Smile, my prize,

не вешать нос,
Love me as I love you.

Little ****** with your
Soft little
      ****** cries,

Lovely Little ****** Lady,
Why do your eyes
      Bleed with such despise?

а воз и ныне там, Nothing has changed,
и а воз и ныне там, *Yes, nothing has changed.
  Aug 2018 Psyche
The Nameless
I'm wishing I could turn back time,
Wishing life was a Ferris Wheel and I could get,
                 Could get off
Once I'm t-
                        t-
                              tired of bird-blemished wharf views.

                              But
              life                            is
           a                                     hamster
   wheel                                            and
          I                                         forgot
                how                       to
                               stop.

Forgot,
                 Forgot I was in a cage.

Cuz I,
                 I want to become more than myself
But I,
                 I am less than the sum of my parts
And I,
                 I am less than myself, these days.

Time falls away and I am,
                 I am so much less than left behind.
                                  So much less,
                                                   So much less than myself.

I'm wishing I could turn back time,
Wishing life was just a pocket watch I forgot,
                 Forgot to wind,
Sounding t-
                        t-
                              ticking, t-ticking, and t-ticking me off.

                              But
              my                             head's
           a                                         time
     bomb                                          and
         my                                         heart
            keeps                          ticking
                              louder

Cuz I,
                 I'm waiting for the stagnancy of today
And I,
                 I'm waiting for it to fall, fall far, far away
But I,
                 I'm waiting for time to learn to evolve.

I'm waiting,
                 Waiting to get off this hamster wheel.
                                  I'm waiting.
                                                   I'm waiting.
  Aug 2018 Psyche
The Nameless
Sit with me awhile,
Watch the stars fade out
One rotten tooth after another
Because the sky just can't
Afford any more dental care.

The sky is falling!
The boy who cried wolf would scream,
But no one listens because he's stumbled.
He's stumbled into the wrong story,
And we want our raining reign of sparks.

Smile defiant with me awhile,
Watch as hungry progress
Eats each star from the smog,
Plucking them one by one,
Tasting heady, smoky flavor.

There was a fish that granted wishes,
A golden flounder, floundering on lies,
A golden flounder, a monkey's paw,
A magic lanterned murderous Djiin.
But wishes are best served silent.

Eat the rot with me awhile,
Watch me go blind staring into
What remains of a sixty-watt bulb,
Pretend with me awhile that this
Can be memory enough for us.

Because all that's left is the faint,
Hollow, hallowed, heavenly glow
Of Haloed street lamps and
Bargain Barn wishes and
Nothing, nothing, nothing more.

Sit with me awhile,
And please, don't go away,
Let me tightly grasp your hand
While the world fades to black.

I'm tired of dying alone.
  Aug 2018 Psyche
The Nameless
Let's, let's keep time, you and me, together,
We can be a little tin can band
With stagelight streams of leftover holiday
And we can blot out the stars with their glow
Until we're the only ones left.

You can't get ahead by staying behind,

So move, so move, you and me, together,
We can be a little tin can band
And move to the drummer boy's beat.
Just turn the little windup key
And follow the clockwork ballerina tempo.

You can't get ahead by staying behind,

But allargando, allargando, calando, you and me, together,
We can be a little tin can band
Wrapped up and forgotten in last year's tinsel
And shelved another year with dying poinsettia petals
Hoping we survive our expiration date.

You can't get ahead by staying behind,

Let's, let's keep time, you and me together,
We can be a little tin can band
And echo, echo, echo till we're nothing but silent wishes
And leftovers of sugar plum dreams,
Gilded, rusted tin sentiments screaming:

You can't get ahead by staying behind
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