Acknowledge the suffering
And mending
That lead to immunity
Question your depths
Break out
Find fact
For your own eyes
Do not despair
Be true
Fluid

Dave slipped on a banana peel
And fell into an accusation of nepotism
And illegible label makers  
This was the start of a losing streak
A stifling of his creativity, a hesitation of inspiration
So on and so forth
Cherry did somersaults
And watched the Doppler radar
Snorted lines off a shattered mirror
And quoted tongue twisters
In a car without safety belts
She was a contentious insect
With cauliflower ear
These two divorced a fort night ago due to irreconcilable differences
There was an upheaval in their relationship  
After their lobotomies
Just one of the variables
There was pistol with only one bullet which caused them to fuss and fight
Then the argument who would be on top when they went to sleep in their bunk bed
A mahogany end table went through the window  and a serpentine stream of blood oozed across the floor
It was an act of petulance on someone's part
Who ever it was got away through their underground passageway
All the connotations of the word "brash"
And gray porous creatures
Are mere trinkets of their die hard love

Cocktail slamming
She grabbed him and reached for the sun
And returned after a while
Seeming like she had to tell me
Said she was the one who loves me
Now my nerves are all riled
And I just don’t know

Mismatch socks yeah, I know you
Won’t pay your late fee
As long as the snake charmers around
Temptation will **** ya
Fetish paraphelia
You wanna be gagged and bound
In the most intoxicating wine we will drown

Rain clouds come and heal this drought
Table for two
Room with a view
Thunder’s heavenly sound

Go down
To the other side of town
I know a few
That might be able to
Help us out

Insane romance
No more chances, you can afford
Another drink although you say you could
It really goes to show
Even though you’ve sworn
You’re not on board
And your judgments not so good
Let’s just wait a little while

I’m not proud
Of how this all turned out
Who could have knew?
And look through
And seen what she was all about

They count
The treasures they have found
Conclusions drew
Captain and crew
Discovering the world is round

I was on the gurney
Belching my guts out
After eating surf and turf
I'll fill you in
I had whooping cough
And a case of the Monday's
I had worn out and overstayed my welcome
My attempt to out eat the local human garbage disposal fell flat
Now they put water from a birdbath in my drip bag
I'll clue you in
All the energy I could muster up was used to say
"I'm off Wednesday, but it's Tuesday but it feels like Friday

I don’t want to go to school or get a job
My creative flow and time are robbed
I sob

Just let me be a hermit in my room
Alone with my mind and its contents
My tomb

My lady sings
Of life’s purpose
And how it’s subjective
She write her letters in cursive
She sings
Of endless opportunity
Enunciating with clarity
Hitting high notes easily
The song

My mind has gone empty
The pond has dried up
Cursed with this dry spell
There’s been a drought
Oh no
I’m praying for a rainstorm
I dance

The music sends a message
And it tells me
What I should do


I’ll go back to school and find a job
I head for the door and turn the ***
I’m lobbed

I can feel the blistering heat on the back of my neck
I look at the ground and contemplate letting go of my tears
Instead I walk away
The clouds float over head
Calling my name
“Where are you going?”
The sun turns red and the night comes
Traveling to the cavern, the caves
Watch your step
Ancient mysteries linger here
As do snakes and lizards
Let go of everyone and everything they will be fine
But do hold them dear
The medicine man looks me deep in the eye
I know what is coming and so does he
A period of darkness and insanity
Insanity is the outcome of being blind and not knowing where to go
All security and assurance dissipated
All homes and relationships dilapidated
And I, alone in a dark cave in the desert before this huge wave of pain crashes on to our shore
What am I to do?

Deadlines
Bleachers ripped out and put in the dessert so the audience can bleach their bones in the unforgiving sun in Mother Nature's desert

"Not too shabby
If I say so myself
It could make headlines
Sudden death
A stick up man verses a Gestapo
Lightning round

One suffers from Salmonella
The other is addicted to drinking Molotov cocktails for the hell of it
Throw them in the snake pit
We can hear gun shots
And the sound of someone being scalped

Get you souvenir **** plugs here!

These two *** wipes are in the because we had probable cause
One tried ransacking the whole place
And the other came out of the woodwork and threatened the room service boy with cellophane and gasoline

We've taken the proper precautions of course
We have nurses who, after each round will kiss their wounds
Then rag on them and all their short comings
Just for the sake of it

Making this show was a long shot
We never thought it be so big
But all our clients are eating up
What are you mumbling?"

Uh, would you say this sideshow act is inhuman or would you say it's heinous?

"No comment"

Save yourself
Shine a light on me
Don't shed a tear
On top of the hill

There is no wealth
That I leave
Nothing here
An empty will

The dish and the spoon are on the lam
The cow is now jumping Jupiter
As the cat smashes his fiddle in a fit of frustration
While the little dog sobs after being neutered

Satan's pointed horns and hairy hooves are turn-on's for some
While coal miners stick their tongues out at gold miners
Because they will soon produces diamonds
They all laugh with the oil riggers and refiners

I admire Eeyore
He never cries
But stays grounded
And has a great outlook

It's a crawl
On the parkway
An hour drive has turned into a day trip

You've just won a million dollars!
What will you do next?
Buy a new flashy, top self life
So all the Looky Lou's will break their necks

I got shoes to fill
Things to live up to
People to face

Acorns and elder berries
I've got nothing
Can't think of a word

Baptized
Conformed and organized
Made illegal and criminalized
The dollar bill remains idolized
Until we all realize
That everything is all wrong

I chill with rising suns
And setting moons
Hot and heavy winter nights
Calm cool summer afternoons

Colonel Mustard did it in the library with a candle stick
Because the pistol had no bullets

No harm done
No fault but my own

Promises aren't broken
The hope and faith put into them are

But it's all good

Walk to your door, on Saturday
I said goodbye and drove away
You were in pain, you were hurt
I couldn't be with you any more

You were the girl I called mine
Now you’re the girl who told me to die
It isn't my fault the feeling was gone
Can't force something if its wrong

Go to hell
I am on my way
You told me to hang myself
I would if I could

I'm going out with my friends
Back to square one, I'm here again
A night on the town
Their spirits are up but mine is down

It wasn’t fair to you, I'm a cheater
Like a child, you followed the leader
I couldn’t keep playing the game
I let you go and drove away

Go to hell
I am on my way
You told me to hang myself
I would if I could

The union of guilt and pain
The nostalgia drove me insane
The memories so bitter sweet
That feeling that cant be beat

There must be some lesson to learn
Don’t touch the fire you will get burned
Don’t write a cash you can't cash
Plan for the future, learn from the past

I wish you well
Have nice day
Enjoy yourself
You know you should

The lights flash on
I can see again
The darkness leaves
I am blind no more

The blackness gone
It's come to an end
Now its gleaming
Visions restored

We got the power
We shine the light
We are the day
We fight the night

Super charged
Solar flare
Yes it is
It’s a power surge

The storm came hard
The winds were high
The house collapsed
The rain fell through

Didn't go too far
We killed the night
And the storm passed
Beams of light pass on

I nominate the *** that's been brought to a boil
Our plans fell through
And we're about to go under the knife

Rise and shine
Like peas and carrots
Like loaded dice and the counting of cards

Aw, you beat me to the punch
You are not some run of the mill curator
With a reduction in pay, you know your stuff

I blame my dichotomous thinking

Scare the world
Send invites
To the refuse
They're enticed
The extreme
The absolute
Stand at attention and salute
Check 1
Check 2
Check 3
Check 1, 2, 3
Out of sight, out of mind
Oh, the mindless and the blind
Right in front, fall behind
The rise, the decline
Surly moon rocks
Burning sunspots
Ticks and leeches
Naked beaches
I'm the gluten free bread winner
The patron saint for all the sinners
A race, a class subdivide
Separated yet unified
Can't unsee what's been seen
You can never turn back time
But what can you do, what can you do
When life looks at you and hands you limes?

      -Tommy Johnson

So who will be your lover now?
I’m out, I smile and take a bow

No one to be there
For you no more
Cry your eyes out baby
Cause I'm gone

Now you apologize
You must think I'm dumb enough to believe you

You lied
Right to my face
I never want you again
So goodbye

So this is it no good bye kiss
No so long hug or one last ****
You cheater
Heart break *****
That’s it
Just my luck
All it took
Two seconds
Enough in my book
Walk out the door
No more
This is bitter sweet
Now you've lost me
Yeah yeah you will see

You tore my life to pieces
So now I'm finally out and
Living it up
Don’t care what your doing
I don’t need you

Now looking back on us
We really should have seen this
All the problems ah forget em
They've drown to the inner sanctum
Dow, down
But I do recall
You were just so ******* selfish

I couldn't take it
But I gave in
Dumb-***
That I was to let
You continue
Even took my trust
And ripped it to bits
Then just left
But it's for the best
Now I'm finally free and
I can do what I want

You tore my life to pieces
So now I'm finally out and
Living it up
Don’t care what your doing
I don’t need you

Now I let go
So this is it no good bye kiss
No so long hug or one last ****
You cheater
Heart break *****
That’s it
Just my luck
All it took
Two seconds
Enough in my book
Walk out the door
No more
This is bitter sweet
Now you've lost me
Yeah yeah you will see

You tore my life to pieces
So now I'm finally out and
Living it up
Don’t care what your doing
I don’t need you

Within the cathedral I lament and loathe
I have but one good eye
I am deaf
My spine is as crooked as the people in the city streets I look upon everyday

I find solace here in this fortress of virtue
I hid away
I ring the bells
They speak for my muted soul

Hear me

You ridicule my existence
Poke and **** my appearance
You are the monsters
I spit at you from high above

You've made me your Baron of Buffoonery
The feast is massive
Street performers, vagabonds
And the dancing flame that has engulfed the hearts of men, I see her

My master
The man who has saved me
Raised me
Has ordered me to retrieve this glowing goddess

I must obey

I have her within my faulty sight
I can smell a sweet aroma of her scent
She cannot stand the sight of me
Her beauty screams is a repulsed terror of me

The captain and his guard come
I'm put in shackles
Sentenced for a lashing
And scheduled for a ride on the pillory

For my master
Where is he now? Hiding
Hiding his hideousness
His betrayal against his celibate vow

But what's this?

The dancing enchantress has come to me
Giving me water
At my hour of suffering and humiliation  
She has me now

I return to my stone hideaway
A day out side of these walls has now cemented me into them forevermore

Master?
I see you
Sneaking in the night with a knife
Where are you going?

The captain is on patrol
I can feel in his heart, the desire for the flame
The same desire I sense in yours
And mine

No!
Master!

The captain is dead
I recuse myself from this world farther

Today there is a hanging
The one who has killed the captain shall be put to death

I see the whip marks on their back
But the face is not the face of my master
It is the face of her who possess my soul
No

I cannot let this transpire
I reciprocate her kindness towards me
With a rope swing rescue
And bring her to sanctuary

But now I am under attack
By mislead beggars
They storm the church
With fire and weapons of pointed metal

She is now somewhere within the house of God
Lost
I must find her before they do
No

The king's men
They'll find her and keep her safe

There she is!
In the pew

Master?
Stay away
Ah, the king's men have come to take her from you
Wait, stop why?!

She is back facing the gallows
I hear the evil cackling of my master from the balcony
We look upon her final moments, he continues to laugh
No

He will not live if she cannot
He is evil
He is wicked
He will die

Within that moment I push him
The executioner pulls the lever
They both fall
To their untimely deaths

I now trudge to the place where they laid her body
Passed the lepers
Passed the rehabilitated prostitutes
To her

I lay next to her, hold her;  I am warm
I am safe, she is safe
I shall stay here
Until my flesh deteriorates and my bones disintegrate

Now my death toll rings, its thunderous vibrations carry me to exquisite eternity

Enter
And feed this ego with attention
Served on a platinum platter

See it gobble up the compliments
Dependence of acceptance

Its hunger is actually insecurity
Its napkin has the words "I know" embroidered on it

Now watch it choke on one single critique
Its eyes tear up and the face turns blue

One small criticism has brought x's into the eyes of this ego
What a pity

This is my desire, my single cause
I can't let it never ever fade away
I'd do anything and I mean anything
I'm going crazy
I could never forgive myself
It can't be all for not
This is mine
My precious time
I can't let it never ever fade away
It's my only shot to make it, I'll take it
I would never forgive myself

Sweet relief, can't even speak
It hasn't been reached, no not yet
The brow sweat set out for a conquest
Spread me across the hood of the car because "I looked suspect"
Outraged protest ignited by civilian unrest
Caused by unlawful ****** and arrests
I guess because I'm young I deserve this knee on my chest
Barking questions , being all threatening, patting me down saying if I got nothing to to hide why do I seem so stressed?
It's just another one of those days, I know I'm still pulling through
But right now I need something to make me smile
Or at least something to get this off my mind for a while
But that's reality, not TV
The fight to avoid fatality
They ask for respect but I won't
They see my detest I make it known

This new age rebellion has ushered in a brand new millennium
Chanting the hymn for Yesterday's requiem
So it's safe to say that we're making history
This is us just taking a few liberties
         -Tommy Johnson
      
They think they have us tunnel visioned stuck to out phones
Think they can turn their youth into drones
They think we can be easily bought and sold
Think they own us along with our souls
But now right at this instant
We're coming to the conclusion that we are infinite
Try to distract us with stimulants and scare us with payment increments
Then start to get militant because we're so insolent
When an incident occurs to the innocent and they begin to implement beatings with their instruments
Whether it be a gun or a club because their so impotent    
Then we become impudent and riot, then their fate becomes imminent

I want some **** rest and some fresh air
And somebody to talk to me like they actually care
I need a moment to clear my head , it's too much to handle
The pressure, the exhaustion I blow out the candle
I close my eyes and make a wish that it did't have to be like this
Because I feel like all these burdens will make me lose my grip
But then again tomorrow is a new day, it could go any way
I'll try my best again, like I do everyday
I wanna bring the truth to the masses
And equality to the social classes
But it's hard when they just harass us
So please, do excuse my crassness
But I gotta do what do
I mean what say
I say what I mean
I give it my all, I give everything
Because I want what I came for
The odd are in my favor
As for the consequences, I''ll deal with that later
And in regards to the haters and naysayers
Go do your thing, I'll say a prayer
It is what it is
And I am who I am
You can either understand that or you can't
Either way don't underestimate what I can do
Because in the end it'll say less about me and more about you

The doctor is in but refuses to see you
Now hush
We've reached an impasse
We're all sedated
We're all mutated candidates
Subject to friendly fire
The pick of the litter is devouring the runt
Buzzard food
Shush
This is a stalemate
Please excuse me
We have conflicting schedules
Pilgrims and dive bombers
Settlers free all the animals from the zoo
And keep the castrated guests at bay
We all cheer giddy while the stunt double gets dismembered
We're all in a frenzy because she can walk through walls
We're all impressed and floored with her rainbow credentials
The jury is out

There's no pep in my step, no glide in my stride
The pain's agressed, all in due time
Seeping sinkholes, our pet peeves
Incorrigible succotash, your crows feet

Buy low end
Desire high end
Broken records
Break world records

That body slam has left me abatic
Tried being the better person, look what that did
A seismic toss cost me the use of my legs
I did my best, that's what they all say

Buy low end
Desire high end
Broken records
Break world records

Paved ways avoid us
Harsh waves knock us down
Don’t throw away
Our final say
Let’s keep this thing going
And turn it around

The blind are leading the blind
And there all trapped in a maze
The jesters high pitch cackle
The explorer’s barren satchel
No one ever wins
We ponder and sit

The walls cave in around us
And we all count the hours
When were away from home
No one’s amused
Nothing to say, we're bemused
We are together alone

Check the yellow pages
And the funny papers
We gotta find those contact lenses that will change our brown eyes blue
Then promenade to the place

Whatchya got on tap?
Lemonade?
Give me the recipe

That's a odd catch phrase you got there, "I'll **** you with a railroad spike!"

Tell me how the worldwide aficionado only got the bronze metal

She cries at the drop of a hat
Now they've revoked her drivers licence  

He's eating flower petals, that man in the corner over there
He's in for a rude awakening
That's poison oak or is it poison ivy?
Either way that's his lot in life

The man from the nuclear power plant comes in and tells m to get welded as he slaps some roadkill on the counter with great hubris

He told the cook to fry it up so no one here would have to eat processed, pasteurized, homogenized, hydrogenated genetically modified food with an appeasing garnish on top  

Mmm tire marks
Tastes like this thing has been through the marsh
Some kind of wetland

Before I leave someone yells from the back, "You want the weather? Look up an hope for the best!"

Help Wanted
Inquire Within

Does this look infected?
Is it a skin tag or a stye?
Maybe it could be a cist

Rub some salt of the Earth in this laceration
Side with the one who says to burn it off with a cigar
The same cigar he used to burn off those leeches when I was younger

My soft gaze is fixed upon the wall
Woe, is me
Whoa it's me
I've skipped a meal and now the voice in my head is screaming
"A collection of weapons
Brought to the masses
It pumps adrenalin
Into the veins of the caste system
Think outside the box"

Neotreric inklings are inbound
During my wall gazing

I know what I must do, I have the tools
I am calm, I feel it calling and I see the path
I catch a glimpse
I grasp the concepts of existence
I practice and become aware

Now I play my flute and ride the white ox home

I omit efforts
It come naturally
It always has

Jesus hanging with nails in his feet
"Oh father why have you done this to me?"
God says "cause"
Jesus asks "why?"
God answers "you must die"
"To show the people how much I care"
Jesus screams "get me down from here!"

We all know that conspiracy
The assassination of John F. Kennedy
It was pinned on o'l Lee Harvey
Who was suspiciously whacked by Jack Ruby
I guess you sow what you reap
But tell me just one thing, so I can sleep
Why was Kennedy taken from us?
But LBJ we got to keep?

It was a cool, early September morn
No one was ready, no one was warned
The planes crashed then the country was torn
To turn the other cheek or march to war
We headed out with a paranoid red, white and blue look in our eye
We did what we did but was it right?
There were no MWD's so someone lied


       -Tommy Johnson
*** used to be America's biggest cash crop
But somewhere, I don't know where that stopped
And the oppressive gavel of defamation dropped
Now we smoke joints in a dark garage with the fear of getting popped
It does more good than harm, so what's the deal?
Twenty years for a half ounce are you for real?
Got busted with bud now I lived behind bars and get served ****** meals
Is there some law that we can appeal?

A science teacher must at some point face
The topic of "evolve" and "create"
And put in logic and reason and keep out faith
It's the curriculum but some parents get so irate
Man, just let them do their job
These professional bickering moms
It's the battle of Darwin and God

       -Tommy Johnson

Hey, hey, hey I wanna leave more than ever
But I have no excuse

Hey, hey, hey is it cliché to say
"Its all me baby not you"?
You can never really tell
If their the one and only

It's all about how you feel
There is no spark but you are the one for me

I'm not really sure
If it’s the right choice

Oh, oh I don’t wanna be this way
Another time, another place
I think you could be my saving grace
I don’t wanna throw you away

Oh, oh you know I got some thing to say
I can't lie to your face
Maybe it's time we take a break
I'm sorry but I need space

Hey, hey, hey situation is ironic
Cause I've been in your shoes

Hey, hey, hey no I don’t really think
I can do this to you
I know I'm being selfish
I know my eyes are wandering
But I can't even help it
Think we rushed into this too fast

Hey, hey
Hey, hey
Hey, hey
Hey, hey
You know I got something to say


Oh oh I don’t wanna be this way
Another time another place
I think you could be my saving grace
I don’t wanna throw you away

Oh oh you know I got some thing to say
I can't lie to your face
Maybe its time we take a break
I'm sorry but I need space
I'm unappreciative
Of everything you give
It's another reason to leave
You're way to good for me

You admonish me of the consequence
If I do, what I’m about to do

Running back and forth not seeing eye to eye
You and I, in the middle of July

And all of our closest friends
Getting drunk again
Wayward, in need of human bookends
Doing what we can
To keep their heads from meeting the pavement

Get ready, take a deep breath and let’s be out
Put on your evening gown, for a night on the town
I’m not asking for forgiveness or a second chance, just want to give you what you deserve
To be waited and serve, you say I got a lot of nerve

You admonish me of the consequence
Don’t subject me to sufferance
I just want to make amends

With some tender love and romance
Don’t give me that abhorred glance
Come here, let me kiss you and hold your hand

My finger's on the fritz
On your door step, ding **** ditch
In that frame of mind during that time frame
Spewing gibberish
Sirens blare
Attention ****** with ulterior motives
Pick up the gauntlet
Surpass the bar raisers that got too big for their britches
Face the predicament with courage
Trot through the bible belt
Sort out the sugar coated *******
That right state of mind and the right time period
Attached at the hip
Tip top, ship shape
I see all the old tricks in the book
I smile and put it back on the shelf
I got a new one, don't look
For my eyes only, keeping this for myself
Withheld from the industrial fans, investors, blood ******* insects
At a loss for words
What you see is what you get
You get what you get and you don't get upset
But give what you get
So get going
With your selective hearing
And your selective memory
Do it for the down trodden
Don't settle for the consolation prize
Drum roll please
      -Tommy Johnson

The premature blackout
Covers the affluent socialites
The abysmal hate and animosity within the commoners
The untouched young and their purity
Forevermore
But in darkness we're all equal, we're all equally blind
Money means nothing
Appearance is invalid
The words you speak are what make you precious
And it wasn't until the now this truth came to surface

The ones behind the guns hide behind a barrel loaded with flimsy intimidation
The ones standing on the edge of reason are just kids who never got enough attention
Tricked into living a life that leads them to a destination that was not meant to be their own destiny
And that living proof is about to die

Grief and shame come undone
You place the blame on the one who is the cause
You're ashamed but won't shed a tear
Because you live with the fear of letting things out
But now your filled with doubt
All because you bottle up everything

Breathe

It all looks like win or lose
Too many may look like too few
Some have mercy, some strike true
Some leave their enemies to stew
Paralyzed until their lives are through
Some just strive to make peace with themselves

Jaded outbursts are first to fall
And cause arrogant to sprawl
Across the globe, desecrate it all
Decorate it wall to wall
Demonstrate their gutless gall
To dehumanize the masses
And denounce the value of life and faith

You have a choice between eternal damnation
Or a consecrated salvation
But through spiritual education
You gain a certain inclination
To obtain information
And build your own road with out regard to heaven light or hell fire

Decide

Commercials fill your head with ****
Say they can sell you charm and wit
Hand you all your desired possessions
Stare at the screens you drool and sit
With your scratch and sniff ticket hoping to win
As experience and opportunity leave without saying goodbye

You calm your soul, it's immortal
There is no foe to great or tall
Your'e all you need you have it all
But then another soul causes you to fall
To your knees in worship and you crawl
This is love, the desire to put two and two together and somehow make one

But then you ask "who am I?
You glare at the ground and stare at the sky
You ask what, where, when, how and why
Sort the truth from the lies
And figure out it's not something that defines but something that you defy
Because it isn't what you do it's who you are that really matters

Relax

Look at those with narrow minds
Who obey all the misleading signs
Who blindly sign their names on the dotted line
Thinking they'll be safe and it will all be fine
If they just stay in line for a life time
And never question a single thing except why they never got where
they wanted to be

Some will stick up their nose
Toward anyone who does oppose
Their beliefs or doesn't wear designer clothes
Because to them they are those
Kind of people the Lord hasn't chose
But then they'll go to church on Sunday and pray for eternal life then go out and treat people like they're below them

Then there are people who have nothing
Stuffed with gin and ***** stuffing
Victims of others bluffing
Sit on the streets puffing and huffing
But I feel like they know something
What it means to have no where else to but up because they're already at rock bottom

Be

The new born babies have not a clue
The kids only know what they want to do
The teenagers hormones brew
The young adult's forget everything they thought they knew
And the old are in shock that they've made it through
Hopefully in the end we'll all get what we came for

People these days are afraid to be wrong
Scared to admit they're not that strong
Searching for a place to belong
Sing the song of contradiction
Because only a fool doesn't change their opinion when new information is given

My soul, my mind, my body and heart
Feel the evil finger pick apart
The lives of the faithful and their art
Tossing heat-seeking darts
At those begging for a fresh start
I cannot take it, no one dares ask to see both sides of the story

Imagine

The baptist who also did circumcisions
Was filled with shame after being defiled
By someone he thought he new
Bashing his head against the stone walls

Crying
Sobbing
Laughing
Screaming
Convulsing
Dying
Dying
Dying

He came to see spirits coming
Running to whisk him away
To another plane
Of existence
They were transparent
Lustful ghosts with feet of flames

"Dance, dance, dance"
They yelled at him
"Dance on the graves of your mother
Dance on the grave of your father
Of your sister
Then on yours"

"How does it feel?
You like it?
Hows it taste?"

He snaped out of it and came at the spirits with a blessed gun
Filled with six sliver bullets that were dipped in holy water
"I know that death is not the end
This is not my end"
He said
"I know all the words and they speak for themselves, these are them"
PLOW
PLOW
PLOW

It's everywhere
But it's nowhere
On the wild side
On the other side
How does it look?
What's the name of the book?
What's it called?
The title of the book is "*******"

Ease it back
Just a bit
In the afternoon
By the mouth of the river
There used to be a tree of many colors
I rubbed my palms and fingers up and down its bark
And looked up to see
Within its branches
There was a fact

The fact that nothing lasts
A fact that things come and go
A fact things die and grow
You and everyone you've come to know

So there I was with the baptist
At the tree by the river
With the spirits coming from I don't know
We ran into the river
And cleansed ourselves of sin
All we did
And all we once were
Was wiped clean

The baptist fired his gun at his very own head
PLOW
His brains floated in the water
I cupped the salt water and blood
And drank it

I began to see doves flying over me in odd flight patterns
And the thought of fly came to me
To go
To go
To go


The cool water running down my throat
I laid back under the tree
The spirits gone
The gun in my hand
Nothing last for ever

I began to scream
"The opportunity!"
"The opportunity!"
"I've been cleaned!"
PLOW

No one ever found our bodies
No one ever came to the mouth of the river to see the tree

But somewhere
Someone has the gun with one bullet left
For either the spirits that chase them
Or themselves
I hope they know

Now everyday I try to get by
I try to get drunk or try to get high
I sit around and wait to die
24/7, 365

I don’t sleep at night I'm up late thinking
These memories, I can feel my heart sinking
The feeling  that we all feel
I lay in bed, is this world real?

Does anything here even matter?
If my my heart burst and the blood splatters
Will it make a difference?
If my life shatters?
I want to die alone

If I was dead I can rest in peace
I hate being confined, I need release
I'm sick of life ups and down
I want out, I want it now

My souls gone cold I can feel it
I'm losing balance, I've lost my grip
I left the window open tonight
Incase the angle of death decides to take my life
Does anything here even matter?
If my my heart burst and the blood splatters?
Will it make a difference?
If my life shatters
I want to die alone

Surrender
Harden yourself
Say "I am priceless" and mean it
Because nothing could be truer

We all wish to be beautiful in the eyes of the beholder
On a **** beach
Unbiased and open minded
Immerse yourself in your own aspects, your assets

Understand that in the grand scheme of things you are your own worst critic
Being spoon -fed and stigmatized
Immeasurable passive-aggressiveness
Assert yourself when you're among the persecuting prosecutors in this co-ed world we live in

Capitalize on your inquisitiveness and wit
Ask more questions
You know you haven't got all the answers
Use your pheromones to your advantage

Trick questions coincide with equivocal answers
Are you a runaway train of person hood?
Going off the tracks?
Going out of your way to be the change you want to see in the world?

Isn't weird that while in the process of living, you're also in the process of dying?
That as soon you are gifted life you are already marked for death?

Reincarnation?
Heaven?
Hell?
Purgatory?
Another dimension?
Just a dream?
Or is this all on repeat?
Just another story being retold over and over
We all begin with life and end in death
But what we do with the time between the two certainties is what actually counts

I'm the reclusive wreck-loose
Who's about to let loose
And instigate and substantiate the fact that society's narrow mindedness is there for us to instantiate that we ourselves have to promote understanding and antiquate hate
Accidents happened and mistakes were made

They take a sardonic look at the schematics of a systematic syncopated symmetry    
They say we dare not deviate from the Fibonacci Sequence
But to matriculate
And be quick on the uptake
Then add ourselves to the division of labour

I make empirical claims to disarm ephemeral things
Fashion
Technology
Music
Life as a whole
But then I'm the *******
They salt the songbird's tail
Clipping the properties of personality

"Bide your time so you don't do anything foolish and bite your tongue so you don't say anything you may regret"
But this is this part of the cocoon effect  
Waiting to see all the failed racists
After this metaphysical metamorphosis
So modern
So contemporary
It's classic
Soon to be ancient
The adages and aesthetic aphrodisiacs

'Who do you want to be when you grow up?"
"What do you want to be when you grow up"

"I want to be civilization as you know it..or as you like it"

Peradam-  Something that shows itself to those who truly seek it.

Heaven forsakes
Pry it out
With the jaws of life
Off the handle and on the rag

Off the ***, on the needle
Off the record
On the clock, in the fetal position
Lights off, in the dark
Talking to myself
My Jerry-rigged heart
Jot down the notes
Under attack
And come out on top

I trust you kid
Like a rusty bridge
Was the fight fair or fixed?
It was one sided
Took a dive
Nose dive
The plummet
Sky falling
For a ha' penny

Dish it out if you can take it
Make it from scratch
Get off the fence
Out of the space
Between that rock
And that hard place
Go for broke
It's vintage
It's retro
You're pressed for time
Towel's thrown
Crickets chirp

Water it down
Dumb it down
Put it down
Throw down

Let down the draw bridge
Cast your lots
Draw straws
Pick an alias
Then go off topic with the sleepwalkers  you had a falling out with

See the check and balances that pale in comparison to The Mighty Hill of Beans

The people in the two square mile town must have something going for them
They can all recite and summarize their code of conduct

"We must exercises proper window seat etiquette, understand that names make it harder to slaughter, use our home field advantages when given and turn phrases where needed."

They all either have over bites or under bites
But all have clubbed feet and hold a roll of film under their arms
The film shows how their predecessors leveled the playing field
As their enemies stood stammering as their armies we're vanquished under The Mighty Hill of Beans

Mayor Moniker went on yammering, buying his own *******
As all the people who puberty hit like train give him a standing ovation on their once battered battle field  under The Mighty Hill of Beans

I guess it's something in the water there

Who am I?
Who am I?!
I am the one who sleeps naked
I am the one who sneezes two times after I awake every morning
I am the one who ****** for at least a minute straight
I am the one who measures my water by the quart
I am the one who cracks his spine, his neck, his knuckles, his knees, his ankles, his toes and his writs
I am the one who can’t breathe through his left nostril as good as the right one
I am the one with an oddly large tongue
I am the one who the good lord has mockingly withheld a pair of full eyebrows from
I am the one who put ketchup on everything he eats within reason
I am the one who can play bass, some piano and four chords on the guitar
I am the one who loves The Doors unconditionally
I am the one you will see attempting to eat fast food and then shortly after ***** it all back up and wasting my money
I am the one who does not wear undrwear
I am the one who picks his nose, his teeth and his ears
I am the one who is insecure about his image
I am the one who is horrible at math
I am the one who works out two hours at a time
I am the one who will roll you joints, pack a bowl and get you higher than you ever been
I am the one who will do a shot with you then another and another
I am the one who will **** freely anywhere
I am the one who lights incense
I am the one who searches for answers from history, philosophy, music, literature, metaphysics, psychedelics and art
I am the eccentric expressionist who writes in poetic prosaic streams of consciousness
I am the one who tries to sing
I am the one who aims to sleep for eight hours but never does
I am the one who needs two cups of coffee and then a cup of espresso
I am the one who looks for enlightenment, progress and success and spiritual, physical and mental healing
I am the one who doesn't give a ****
I am the one who cares deeply
I am the one who confides in his own contradictions
I am a complete person
And I am the one who is ending this drawn out repetitive poem that’s been in my mind for months
But I leave my readers with this question...who are you?

Now is the start
We’ve gone apart

This is a start
On your mark, fresh start

You will be okay, you're smart
Please be strong and stay on your guard
Going separate ways, return eachother's hearts
Hit the eluding bulls eye, stay sharp

Now imagine and see
How happy we can be
When no one has to lead
And never need anyone again
Our souls are not condemmed

Now I promise I’m sane
The time we kissed in the rain
Sensual pleasure, ****** pain

A thousand smiles, a single frown
Go further down the road
Paintings in the mausoleum
Even further down the road
Follow the coyote, follow him
The shallow lies that made you cry darling

The coyotes warm
Ripped and torn

Follow the coyote, he’s been so good to me
Head north, tread east
Paradise, pandamonium and a good nights sleep

I’d runs in the woods
If I could
Run in the woods
If you would
Can you remember where you stood?

A boy sat and drank his milk, then went out and killed
******, stealing, fighting
He’d done it all

He went to the house where the old man lived
Came through the door

To the house where the old man lived
Threw him to the floor
He had done it all

And he wanted more
He felt no remorse, no shame to hide

“We have a new technique we can use to turn him into a member of society instead of a hoodlum”

“I was cured alright”

655321

Come on now follow us
Come on just follow us
Deep into the underbrush
Take your time, no time to rush

This is where it starts
Where we part

This is the start
So near so far from the start

You’re everything to me
But it’s not meant to be
Now we begin our lives
Where does the future lie?
At the start

I can only do this for so long
I have a feeling were almost done
If she leave I wont be shaken
I wont be sad, I wont be bummed
You never really had my heart
I was just playing a role
I'm an actor not a liar

Because my care for you wasn't a lie
I never meant to cause any harm
Now can't you see?
That in all our kisses
I always hoped there be
A new start for me

But I was playing a part
I was playing a role
I'm an actor not a liar
Our love cant die if it was never alive

As the soft lulling lecture went on my eyes began to shift in a hazy closing
And my mind faded into a far off dimension

A dimension of desire
A desire to not be in this room

A room where we dissect psalms
Of rhetoric and metaphor

Calling cities women and lamenting their deterioration
And utter demise

Overstating obvious and neglecting ambiguity

As we sat side by side
Belting out a terrible
Scream for relief

Straight is striped
Soft is solid

There are many a things
That are used to see the truth

Standing there nabbing
For the truth for the truth

Eyes torn open
For thirty some odd hours

Left soulless
To face the dawn

Clubs smash against their skulls
War drums pulsate on and on

Crawling on my leg
From the floor

The morning sun rising
Cross fading darkness diminished
In its radiant beams of shimmering brilliance

Dust clouds
Rock formations
Out in the desert
Outskirts

Cupping your hands
Sipping from the water hole

Dance, jump, flail
Friction
Of my thoughts
Spark a flame of action

Doubled over with glee
Extinguishing the flaming escorts
Then taking off to Alphabet city
To meet the escape artist
He's nutty
And has asked me to accompany him to his thirty four acre plot of land
Somewhere out in East *******
He wants to film a blockbuster
It's top secret, only we know
There will be a scene where the protagonist yodels for his father
And erects a windmill with his honest hands
I found this pony-tailed guy in the classifieds
He was looking for an accordion player and I replied
He called me The Flavor of the Week
He had boxes and boxes of wigs and toupees
And every time he put new one on, he was a different person
He would go upstairs and leave me in the den
I'd hear thuds, thumps and screaming
Some kind of emotional turbulence
He said he bit the bullet when Houdini made it big
But when Houdini bit the dust, he went rapping at the door of his estate and gnawed at the door handle
And would not stop ringing the bell
Laughing and laughing
It was his chance to get the rebound
And get down to the nitty gritty
But I couldn't bring myself to tell him this was going to be a box-office bomb
He tried incessantly to revive his dreams
He went mad and ran a square mile
He still writes me, and tells me I never call
The phone works both ways buddy
And I do not see you coming in today's forecast
So I'll come to you, you *******

Rupert Timlin, is at it again
Got incredibly drunk and beat his girlfriend
Now, he’s going down, going down town
And we all really want to know what went on

Now he’s charged with quite a few
Offences and he knew
He’d gown down, he’s going down
And we all really want to know what went on

Underage drinking played its part once more
Misplaced aggression played its part once more
The cut and the bruises on her, what was it for?

Well I may be young
But I know what’s
Right and wrong my friend

Rupert Timlin, is at it again
Rupert Timlin, is at it again
Rupert Timlin, is at it again

Someone get the little Dutch boy who put his finger in the ****
This is gonna burst
I'm sorry if he's late to class
I'll write him an excuse
Go on
Unload
Taste the sweet nectar
Of the fruit we've come to find in our extensive trek
Before it rots, it's a fact of life
Incoming
The reckloose is on his way
Hitting the airwaves
Herding the sheep to be shaved and slaughtered

Can you hear his monologue?
You shouldn't
Misogyny
And stainless steel griddles
Gratuitous remarks
A complete  lack of integrity
With an equivalent affinity
For all of the Devil's advocates

       -Tommy Johnson

There's not a single thing
I can do
There's no way
Not a chance in hell
You’ll pull through

So just say your prayers
Don’t cry, don’t cry
Families forever
Try to remember, it will be alright

Children, your father's leaving
And he has sent me
To give this to you
A bit of reassurance
That you’ll be fine
You’ll be fine

I will talk with your mother
Oh what will I say?
It’s just too hard
Gotta find a way
I must be strong

Okay

I’m so sorry Mrs.
Take a seat
I can’t help but to pause
My mind has been breached

I let out a whisper
She falls to the floor
"He promised me forever
And that we would never ever
Leave me alone"

Come here Mrs.
Let it out
Let it out
Just breathe

There's not a single thing
I can do
There's no way
Not a chance in hell
You’ll pull through

So just say your prayers
Don’t cry don’t cry
Families forever
Try to remember, it will be alright

A family without a father
How that must feel
There's an empty seat
At every meal
I’m so sorry for you
So I cry

I walk back and look at him
He looks so peaceful
My my my
Under deaths magic spell
Oh what a life
Definitely
Greater than mine

He opens his eyes

Severed puppet strings
And the frantic nature of people
Caused by the unsteady shift of things
Escaping manipulation through this unlikely loophole
With which we evade being categorized and classified
But ultimately labeled

It is impossible to write an honest love poem
I'm sorry not every ****** noise I make sounds like a sumptuous sonata

The cork squeaks between my teeth as I go to take a drink
Lustful delusions come to me
Forbidden odd pleasure

And  I remember the seafaring man
Busting through the barriers to his one
Coming back home
With the scorching scorn towards the malicious storm
As he displays his immortality
And downplays the danger
Onward
Homeward
Forward
You coward

       -Tommy Johnson

Dance
Round in circles
I see her smile
Wide-eyed in wonder

The piano chiming away
As she glides across the floor

Skin so pale
Brown hair in a bun
Her cheeks rosy
And her teeth white

So graceful
Like the snowfall
Just out the window

But something is askew
Am I the only one who sees?
Do I only notice?
She is bleeding

A horrid ****
On her lower back
It begins to gush
Staining the dress
“Look!”
“Look!”
I shout
They all fix their eyes on her
She falls to the floor still smiling

Her last dance
She’d gotten it
Now she can die
Smiling

And there it was
A smoke ring blown into my face
And everything became halcyon
My heartbeat became the most profound thing I had ever heard

I wanted to live
I wanted to die
Ascend
Descend into deranged madness

Walk to the noise and fog
The vast shiver of empty Mid-morning delusion
I spoke in a slangue I never heard

My surprised lips
Do the unexpected
Abandon all thought
All modern emotion

I belong here

       -Tommy Johnson

Some drugs you can smoke
Yeah gimme a kiss
Shes the drug for me
This is some good ****
When I see you I get so baked
When I feel you I get so ******
Everyone's saying "quit"
But no, no I won't

Come on, come on show me those dazzling eyes
You know your touch makes me lose my mind
Yeah she gives me a such, such a
Contact high
Contact high
Contact high
Contact high

Forget my own name when I'm with you
Loose my motor skills, need another hit or maybe two
Think I'm an addict oh well it's all good
Shoot you up every day yeah, I wish I could

Come on, come on show me those dazzling eyes
You know your touch makes me lose my mind
Yeah she gives me a such, such a
Contact high
Contact high
Contact high
Contact high

We were promised the land of milk and honey
But we've made mindless dribble and front running our bread and butter
You can tell they've filtered out all ingenuity as soon as you walk into the gallery
The Pine Barrens wilt
The Polar Ice Caps thaw
And all precious metals become worthless in the eyes of spice rack collectors
Religious rites
And the evil dimples of ****** misconduct between priests and alter boys
Frivolous ramparts made of humming body parts that suffered a downhill slippage in the pecking order

Poetry written in chalk on the diaphanous walls of the abandoned plaza near the villa by the beach

"The surge of powerhouse blood thirst caught in the door jam under the arch is asked to double back unhurried as the shops are dipped in ivy"

       -Tommy Johnson

The light that stays on as you try to fall asleep
The one that pours out question upon question
Until morning comes

Curiosities
The desire to take something apart
And learn how it functions

Follow yourself
Find strange wisdom
It may magnify the mysteries of life

So much time
So little time

Look at ways to think
Change
Find one that fits

The cardboard cut out examples fall flat
Shortcut perspectives and left in darkness
The triumphant discovery of opportunities cannot be put into words

Unravel the fabric
Do not be afraid
The outline of you life may come undone
So you can flow and achieve balance

Create new cycles
Then disrupt them
To find your version of the purpose of meaning

Common sense becomes sparse
Originality is endangered

Things just be
The voices, the things you think you see
Leave you upside down in nonsense

Never stop questioning
Free fall from
You'll land on your feel, always
Then run, you'll know where to go

Emotions offbeat and concerning
The Dream Weaver
Laid on a snowy beach
Hand behind his head
In the serene landscape

“Hello friend”
“I am home”
“I’ve been gone for quite some time”

“And I must give you this”

“A flower”

“Its seed will give you the answers to all the questions ever asked”

“And you may die content”

“You are welcome”

“Now wake up”

       -Tommy Johnson