Honey won't you take me home?
I've been waiting all night long
Out here on this cold and lonely highway-
Open up your Buick Darlin'
Let me get warm.

I must be a sight to see-
In leathers and these ripped up jeans-
Won't you let me inside
And take me for a ride
Down your Dark Ohio Road?

I've been standing here for hours
Watching all the cars drive by-
Don't you think Baby that I've suffered enough?
Pull on over
Let me crawl inside.

I promise I won't ask for more...
And I won't tell a single soul...
If you pick me up and let me
Go for a ride
Down your Dark Ohio Road.

I will roll myself one more Cowboy Smoke
Risking spilled tobacco
And ride into the
Valley of your words

I will leave my six-gun on the bar
Daring brave young Hooligans
To draw on me
As I seek you out.

These are dangerous trails you've mapped
With Lost Canyons
Deep
And
Dark
Replete with cause to worry.

But I am in no hurry, Madam.
Let them have at me.
The brigands and
Foul desert
All of your
Dark Designs.

I still got me
One good
Cowboy smoke...
I can walk
Into your words
By that
One
Weak
Light.

Did I miss a turn?
Are those
Your lights shining
Past  the
Next curve?
Over the next hill?
I can't see this map
On the back
Of the letter you sent.
With the
Sharpie kisses
Dotting
All your
I's...
A left at what tree?
Let me turn down
The Radio
Radar Love
Has confused me
Again.

I cover my eyes
So You can't see me
Hiding here
Hoping
You'll stumble
And knock
My arms
From my face
So I can
Catch you.

I hold my breath
So you can't hear me
Breathing in
Your air
Your exhale
I hide
From you
In plain sight
So you can
Find me.

Oh, Dark Science
Mysterious Gravity
I am moving
Nothing slows me
Towards that Center
Newton laughing
As I plummet
Up and outward
Her black heart
Heavy, waiting
Fractal Love
Never changing
Time slows down
I keep falling
Forever.

There it sits
Hollow
Mildly reeking
Of yesterday's fare
Teasing me
(like that **** squirrel)
With empty promise
With hope that You
With your thumbs
Will soon see fit
To fill it

I will wait
Wagging
I'm still waiting
Do you see me here?
Being good?
(Unlike that **** squirrel)
Yet still it sits
Licked clean empty
Unholy vessel
Staring at me
Here I wait

Horrid Bowl!
Old crock!
I will move you
With my nose
And my paws
(Oh!  That **** elusive squirrel!)
Yet there it sits
I should leave
Go smell something else
As foul as you
To roll in.

There are no monsters neath your bed
They are all inside your head
When you sleep they all come out
Singing, dancing all about
When you wake they fade from sight
(But they'll be back Tomorrow night!)