I wish I could
If I might
Be able to erase your minds tonight.

Not all the way
Just a little
To make you forget
All the evil

I would erase your skin
Show the world what I see
The good that steals itself away
Deep inside
Hiding within

Like children
Playing games in a front yard
Or drinking from a hose
Of hateful racist ideology
I would dispose
And make you brand new again

I hate all of this animosity
I hate it.
It makes me hide my face in shame and sorrow....
It attacks my soul and tortures it.

I'll just hide inside my head
Wait and hide
Til you all are dead
No longer a failure will I be
Your eyes are closed now,
so you can't see.
You can't see me for what I really am
Your eyes are closed and filled with sand
No you can't see me for what I've grown to be.
Just another man.
Just plain ol' ordinary me...

I walked
with a wounded
woman down
a hallway
with a
nurse at
the end.
He was not
my friend.
He was
not her
friend either.
He was
just another
***** ***
mouth breather.

Grey, cold, soaking wet wind whipping my face
dripping disgrace;
drifting in space with a broken ship
wishing for a river and a broken oar...at least there I could swim!
Plans were made behind the scenes.
Schemes were hatched and summer fun put in a stall headed for the ground with no chute.
No end
No silver lined clouds on the horizon.
The air is cold and I'm stuck with strangers.
The flares are all gone as I duck from danger.
Castle corrupted and cockpit cracked open.
The pressure popped the seals, and I'm left too weak to pull it all closed again.
It's okay though.
I'll hide in my own dungeon; digging my own mote with broken fingernails and cracked cuticles.
My own prison suffocates me; melting into the mold.
Playing the role written for me.
There's no escape, just more and more
piled on petals from dead flowers.
What could've been should've been, but now gone...
forever in a vacuum and lost in some sea....

I saw mountains and forests and rivers and streams.
The beaches with their salty spray called to me from afar.
I imagined trails and creatures of every kind.
Tree sap, sticky, sticking dirt to my hands.

I could smell the campfires and hear the laughter
and taste the hotdogs.
The acoustic guitar and softly singing sweet lips
tickled my ears and goosebumps gave way to a contented smile.

I could feel the wind rushing through my short hair and the
Low hum of the tires on the rocky, ***** trail
complete with root pops, plucking at the spokes like
the agile hands of a master harpist.

And then there was the snow from downhill rooster tails
carved with care by girls and boys on boards.
The splash of water from some river craft in rapids
and that smile again...so big it made my face hurt!

It was weeks waking in tents...
Maybe months or even years!
It could've been anything, man.
I don't know...I don't know, but my imagination ran with it!

The plates on this peculiar car read "North Dakota,"
but the stickers and the racks and the solar cells
on top screamed ADVENTURE!!!!!
It was amazing to see.

I stood there with my friend in this city scape
for a few moments...that's all.
But this car...oh this car!  It made me think.
It made me dream, and it made me lust for adventure....

Hiccoughs and bumps and bruises.
Fell off a couple of times, but I keep getting back on.
thirsty   hungry   tired   sick    *****   hurt
kicked in the face with numb cheeks and ****** tongue.
Quiet times and happiness with jet black smoke on the horizon.
Gotta feeling...that's good though, right?
To feel?  To steal and steel myself for the brunt of it all.
Under the hoof
Under the weight
Blunders and wait!
Wait for what's next though!
Could be real good times...could be bad
could be real bad.
Definitely be REAL!
Last kick to the guts was just another in a long line
followed by more.
On and on and on and on.
Like waves after a storm; green, frothy, washing machine
Salty, sandy shore pound
face meets grit and scrape.
Kick and paddle and fight suddenly seeing white.
Tip top lip curl.
Like the most beautiful girl in the world;
sun shining finally, and you grab on to what you got
Hold on as she pitches and spits you down the long line.
All those bruises and broken bones meaningless now.
She loves you.
She throws you.
She thrills you.
Suddenly, it's all worth it.
I closed my eyes and took my own way down.
The mountain is relentless,
But I'm dying,
so I'm a ******* and I'll never stop trying
Never stop crying.
Never stop laughing
Learning
Loving life as it slips away.
I'll find my own way round...

It's dark in here and it smells like beer.
Cold, cracked and crumbled.
The silent stillness is edgy.
Breaking;
broken through with an axe,
beatings and screaming!

The stillness is gone now,
and the floor moves.
Crawling, clawing, kicking and punching.
Less a circle and more of an infinity symbol.
A fine mess of distress and stress
stretched out and spreading.

It's catching like a cold.
Wall to wall madness,
but toothy smiles and ****** buddies
is all that's seen in the
strobing, stumbling
almost bumbling hundred man pile up on the floor.

My heart beats to this perfect cacophony.
Smells like angst and desperation and gym class!
He shares his pedestal with us.
Like one we all merge together
and find our happy place
til it's all over.

Headed home.
Head full of stories.
Ears like telephones ringing,
and beds bringing sleep.
I bought a shirt said I was there...
blew half a paycheck...

but I didn't care!

I'm the devil who won't let go
the bull dog
with a locked jaw...
The clown shoes with a crease and long journey's bow

I'm the fighter with cauliflower ear
Beat up a thousand times
*******,
I'm still hear!

I'm not going anywhere.
Even if I croak,
Kick the ******* bucket
and die like a joke.

All that **** I wrote down is for you
You can read it, eat it, and **** it out your backside.
I put it down for you to read anyway.
You don't have to like it, believe it, or swallow it as real.
I know you saw it once.
Thanks for the warm feels!

Where the red rocks erupt from the ground
tinged with turquoise.
I'm full of the devil's salt, dancing around;
With a youthful grin and the energy of a small boy.

Elevation like a highway rest stop seeping water
Guard rails and traffic shortening my trek
across the freeway, lest I falter
and taste the iron; taste the granite, taste America's highways!

A spark...a fire...a wolverine across the Midwest.
I'm a match from the televisions of the eighties.
I'm looking for that rock that spells out our pride...
Our blinking light from the rocks and the Reagan wreckage.

But was it really that bad?  Nah!
We had broken walls, metal, and blue jeans at cost!
Trickle down economics
And a beaten communist block.

We had a people united
In more countries than one.
We had a crew dedicated to digging up landmines...
So no one died, while taking the long, unfamiliar walk home....

What are we voting for now?  Some strange new world...
Well, it's nothing new really!
It's just a bunch of the same **** that you never heard of before.
But mostly, it's because you just weren't listening....

My eyes are in leather sheaths because they have to be
Otherwise, my emotions would be so plain to see
The only thing that gives me away is my mouth that spills the words that will be the unrelenting death of me!

The depth of me?  I don't know man!  You tell me, because all I see is your face staring back at me;
cold truth with a sprinkle of angry
and a dash of salt.  The full moon is the only time I can blame it on lunacy,
otherwise my crazy sticks out like a hot **** on a cold day!

Why do I do this to myself?  Because it pains me if I don't!
Besides, I love to imagine that look on your face when you read me
somewhere between that guy falling off his bike and your mom's new brownie recipe.
Ba ha ha ha!  Seriously though.  I don't care what you think of me.

As long as when I speak, you think at all.  That makes me happy.
That gets me through my day.  If you're gonna walk around with your ******* face glued to your phone, might as well read something that made your brain hurt a little, *****!

Peace man, be easy...

I am a devil with angels wings
an angel with a forked tongue
I've got a pocket full of tracts
and a large street filled with no one to pass
them to

I walked a million miles with a trillion soles
trickling through the crosswalks
tripping and stumbling,
mostly falling in the holes

But I know I'm no loner
I know I'm surrounded by kin
We're all here and we're all the queerest folk
Queer as queer has ever been!

So you're a fighter and a winner?
Everybody's a tough guy behind steel plated glass,
but I know you, and you'll bend right over
as soon as the president starts this class!

So, here's to you my fellow angels
with your burnt, broken wings and rusty swords
May our cups become refilled with hope
and our tongues wag with words of life
while we crawl out of these caves of ******* and
fill the skies with light and explosion,
While we beat back the darkness and resume our truthful wars!

Everything I say is perfect
Everything I say is right
Everything I say comes out in a storm
It's what I say, so run!

Dark, tired teeth.
Blood and arrest with a wreck
Got a set of eyes with a leather sheath
Chilling with harmonies surrounded by tears and a salted cassette.

Saw you yesterday
Never seen you before.
I find you in my dreams
You scare me in yours!

I scream!
You stay
I beg,
And you stay!

You haunt me,
But I love you.
I came all this way
But so did you!