in the kitchen. I like to stir up trouble
like it was a famous sauce, and only I
know the ingredients. And they got
lost. So, I can’t duplicate what it was I put
in this dish. But I don’t care a fig! To me
it’s all child’s play.

I like to leave messes
in the closet. It looks as the backstage
of a cabaret. And there’s excitement and
confusion when the I throw back the doors
and look there on the floor at the colorful disarray.

I like to leave messes
in my love life. Spark a fire. I can’t live
the ordinary neat shelved life. I need to
add something new once in a while. Otherwise
it would be boring knowing everything’s
the same. I fancy change, in my love life anyway.

alone at last
a blessing it is
to remove my masks
in solitary bliss
no more acting
and trying to please
just me myself and
my mind at ease

Once Upon a Time,
Where dragons roamed the land
With scales that shined like solid gold
and castles oh so grand

Once Upon a Time,
Where a peasant could be king
Take to the stars, and break his bars
and hear the people sing

Once Upon a Time,
Where magic filled the air
faires danced on feathered wings
and gave children a scare

Once Upon a Time,
Where true love reigned supreme
Where heaps of gold,
Were traded and sold
and woe was just a dream

Once Upon a Time,
Where we made life our friend
Once Upon a time so great
It seemed to never end

Once Upon a Time,
Sadly one that could not last
But what is done is done
and that is in the past

Once upon a Time,
One so very long ago
Where magic filled the air
and angels filled the snow

Plants as tall as castles,
Wizards, warlocks, spells.
Evil and enchanted apples
Talking frogs inside the wells.
There's pumpkin pie that came alive
and flying giant frogs
and giant beans that lived and thrived
and cheerful talking dogs

Oh Once upon a Time,
oh what I would not give
if even for a single moment
that time I could relive

Once Upon a Time,
One so very far away
A time we cant go back to
So let us love today

the american dream (or so it appears lately)
seems to be founded on,
the same untrustworthy premises,
as the oldest confidence schemes,
first recorded in the libraries of history.