Thai smoke swirled,
uncoiling snakes
reaching into Heaven,
lungs exploding,
ecstasy released.

Harmony we found,
us herbal warriors,
brilliant,
enlightened smiles,
high-fives all around.

We sped in slow motion
across the emerald sea,
only to be stopped
by a jailbreak
blaring
so loudly
on FM radio.

It was silly,
us on the bridge,
******,
bewildered,
looking around
as others drove by
sober.

We laughed till
our buzz blew away
with the fading traffic.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oMFYs3gfgis

Ice-winds cut like knives
Wire seems a crazy trapeze
You just sit cawing

Some days I feel,
others I don't.
It's the days I don't
that scare me the most.

I am more
than equipped
to handle
my indiscretions,
but I'm soooooo much more
than a soother
for internal heat-rash.

Tho' I could have fooled myself,
I think I have a brain.
I know I have
a full set if teeth.

Lord knows,
I've had my own
share of grief
loving pain.

Man, my head hurts,
it feels like
I've been hit by a freight train!

What's that you say?
It was raining
*****-women
everywhere.
I'm a super freak,
I lost complete control,
got out of hand,
did a striptease
in Tijuana last night!?

****, that sunlight's bright,
please close those blinds!

What's that you say?
I got in a little fight
in Tijuana last night!?
No wonder
I've got this swelling,
a huge black-eye!

Hey, has anybody
seen my wallet
or my skivvies!?

Jesus, who's matchbook is this!?
"Pepe's Donkey Shack"!
Who the hell's Lupita!?

And you say I'm a freak!?
It looks like you're the one
who tweaked
in Tijuana last night!!!

I’ve danced with the devil
all of my life,
made black-magic,
brushed up against incantations
that would curl your toes.

I’ve run naked in
human-chains,
circled the blazing pyre in ritual,
slaughtered shame
with an arrow
tipped in deadly-poison.

I’ve burnt endless
pentagrams of candles,
thrown my sandals into the abyss,
kissed Pan himself
with all his nymphs,
sang primordial hymns.

I’ve done those things
and so much more
ancient lore,
best kept secret.

You seem so prim,
so proper
on the outside,
sweet & sugarcoated,
yummy.

You float around the room
like a sweet butterfly,
everybody just loves
your pretty innocence.

But behind closed doors,
you're downright vixenish,
not really rude,
but crude,
the kind of crude
that makes a man blush.

Shhhhhh,
hush,
I'm not in a rush......
that's it....
ride.....
right there....
uuuuuhh,
O Darling push,
make my face turn red!

My life was a black and grey scene,
Until you slipped on the ice and ran right into me
That day was the first of many,
Where you colored my world
So many things passed under my nose, unseen,
Because I hadn't had you to open my eyes,
To the color that is life,
A koleidoscope of vivid emotions and hues only came,
The day you slipped on the ice, and ran right into me

I drift to other places
thinking
of you,
the things
you tell me
you like to do.

My heart rises,
feels like its
in my throat,
visualizing
your pretty face,
filling you up
with your desire,
my strong hands
wrapped around
your slender neck
taking you
to new heights.

Speechless,
you do not fight
as I release my total
fury in spurts,
breathless,
not hurt,
smiling
with our eyes closed.