Oil
Coal
Burning soul
Take me through
A field so bright
Almost red
As firelight
If our feet burn
I won't be
Without a smile
A silly yearn
For steps untamed
A head so light
Helium maimed

Delight
Delight
My head so bright
Torn apart
By candlelight
Lamplighter
Lamplighter
I'd rather have a campfire
Swooning
Under this broken moon
Nail and hammer and...
Candlelight
Lamplight
Campfire
Field bright
Little love
From dawn
To night

I purge
this
Surge
of
Blacklight blood
In hopes
To see
With unity

So much aggression
And oppression
*** Bay Ya
Or Hell Nah

Straws and Pseudoscientists
          look into spoon  |/|\|/|\|/|\|/|\|/
           hypnotization
          ~take the straw~
religious regard as Lord of the Lard
hole in the Ozone
messed up chromosome
the Earth is flat
flat as my ***

Alone is he
He is alone
Prone to danger
To danger is he prone
not afraid
just shivers

walk alone
to nowhere
where he roams?

Inchworm
make cocoon
not be cold
but not see moon

Inchworm
not afraid
just cold
so he walks alone
happily
And shivers

Hot
Roll
Heat
Repeat
air dry for the poor
or energy efficient
shrinkage obsessed
or long life wear weary weirdos

Wandered Around The City
got 15 new stains
a little bit of sweat
and one more hole
Now You Need A Washer
Now You Need A Dryer
but all you got is
a toilet, some dish soap, a hair dryer

Saudade bear whispers softly
To saudade moon
By which he used to gaze
By which he used to croon

Saudade bear has hearts 'stead of eyes
But each night he cries
To saudade moon

Saudade moon
She tries and tries
But all the saudade persons
Pile up and loose their eyes

Saudade person
Become saudade wishin' man
Then his eyes fall out
Right into his hand
He throws 'em in the wishing well
Under saudade moon
By which he used to gaze
By which he used to croon

Wishin' well is fishin' well
Where people come to eat
But eatin' days are over
And croonin' days all done

Saudade bear
Become just bear
Flat an' coarse, his small paw girth
Bring no more saudade birth

A midst of humidity and heat
I walk bare foot through the scene
Barren muscadine vines cascade
All around my ankles
I can hear roaring in the distance
So let us walk towards that beacon

I come upon the sir
It holds its paw out,
I've never been one for handshakes
But this feels right
A sweet rendezvous
Dear peacekeeper of the woods,

Hello. May we meet again.
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Now, running through the ghettos
Picking up crumbs
Delusional
Convinced I am Robin Hood
And my people are birds
Come save the people with me
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