I’m a working man, I’m licensed
Working with all three of my vices
Ones got a grip, the other a squeeze
That last one gets me down to my knees

At 14 I learned to like the buzz
Trip out wildly, watch out for the fuzz
I never shot up, only smoked and blew my nose
Forget all the highs, felt all the lows

Now I know better, what can I say
All the things I let make me that way
Should’ve known back then it was a mistake
Remember that when you dance at my wake

That last one burned a hole in me
My cynic was running wild and free
Together we ranted about who is smart
We talked at length, what is art
I told him things I’ve seen, what makes me smile
He said he’d get back to me in a while

I have loved too much,
its just imagery in my head.
You can tease me kindly
and I'll love you fondly,
I know its flirting at the end,
Those all-seeing eyes
like the shining of bright
Pelicans flap and cry
when its not time to fly.
Dead at the end graffiti
A rebel's chest not perished.
These old steps decrepit
barely can take my weight
and my visions are serious,
recent until flaming wheat

Its easy to dance through
when the hole has broken whole,
I'm shiny holding a fish's tank
nothing rusty but winding the crank.
I can't be the cracked whole of you,
bad enough a demon sold his soul,
I wish for a warmth of fiery coal
but his number is upon my coat
and his grips are throttling throat.
It so easy to be so dizzy so soon
when I feel the thunder upon noon.
Upon the sleep, no-one to weep,
but how many trip wires to sweep,
as the combatants shall creep......
In the ocean, surprising my fleet.

I need the guarantee
of this remedy,
mentally be free
of my jealousy.
Ecstasy
escape to heavens,
Heavenly,
Read the guide carefully.
I wish to be seventy
and spread the density,
An angel's specialty
is her soft tendency.
We need them desperately
In Tennessee,
Crunchy Nutty,
glutton sesame
On shelves readily
and great quality.
Gone are dreams yesterday,
No longer a sucker wannabe.
Only someone's vanity
can't express this melody.
& gone is my once destiny
to be cruel to my enemies.
My self help therapy
enables to feel empathy,
I didn't **** Kennedy
but suffered the penalty.
On display is my rarity,
but this is no parody.
We can't blame the deputy
for crimes committed terribly,
I'll never blame the chemically
of a woman ending a pregnancy.
I'll look upon weaponry
as a form of pedigree,
Pearl Jam's song "Jeremy"
announces the recklessly.
We always blame a heresy
to every school shooting
of such tragedy.
If kids had loyalty,
and swallowed honesty,
We all need wings
of acceptance,
so things don't always end
like this so usually.

let’s get *****
naked long and lanky
use our hanky panky
do the stanky stanky
here’s a hanky hanky
and thanky thanky

I'll bring you stories,
of the one heart beating,
an end to thumping,
then the one dying,
the burial of daffodils,
and all of the roses,
story of sorrow,
the one of tomorrow......