I'm belligerent and lazy
unkempt and very crazy.
I'll die trying to rhyme
serving my prison time.
Break my poem to pieces
nailed to a cross like Jesus.
Bloodless corpse alive again
forgive poets our mortal sin.

We lived through all the fairy tales
God, Santa, Tooth fairy, Christ arrives
from Kansas on the Yellow Brick Road
it's a miracle this tale still survives.

Childhood is magic but it has an ending
die into adulthood pay bills, take pills,
wed a *****, ****, pinky swears and vows.
Nothing lasts forever the childhood thrills.

Let me speak in holy tongues.
  Let me live in streets of rage.
  Let me eat cancer in my lungs.
  Let me turn another blank page.
  Let me fill it with my poetry
  read in baritone from the stage
  notable for the drunk cruelty
  kept at bay in a prison cage.

I wrap my arms around my tears
raining upon my misery. I'm in no
position to make demands. I beg for
you to unfold me upon myself until
they see the real me as you do. You
knew me with Virginity before you
took it from me and left me to bleed
from the wound that will never heal.
It never shows mercy and kills us.
I wrap my arms around my tears
raining upon my misery. I'm in no
position to make demands. I beg
you to unfold me upon me until
they see the real me as you do. You
knew me with Virginity before you
took it from me and left me to bleed
from the wound that never goes away.
It never shows mercy and kills us.
It leaves the smell of blood perfume.

first son arrives
into some mad world
of French clowns and
angry war torn father
stern German granny and
carnival barkers promise
just more disappointment
drunk strangers pass him
around like an empty flask
hoping someone fills it soon
we die as the photo fades
lost in light of full moon.

Perfection defines us as we crash
into reality without enough cash.
Million dollar diamond ring kissed
Ken caught in Barbie wire ******
all the red flags at sea he missed
his sails tangled in seagull mist.