All the kings lied.
All the pawns died.
Lonely lovers cried.
Justice again denied.
Cannot change fate
once more checkmate.

Death's lipstick kiss
fire's breath and rain
in blood war's red mist
we pray stop the pain.

I'm launched into life
from silence into noise
no choices just chance
don't tilt against boys.

Capture my face on rough paper.
Press hard make thick graphite lines.
Bonnie and me on a bank caper
G men made us pay for our crimes.
I didn't mind the dying as such
as our beauty shot to hell so much.

We all **** near died
fighting the thunder.
Lucky ones survived.
Interlude Down Under.

War's widows ****
in desperate hope
to find Love's luck
in one more trope.

I pledge allegiance to the flag
of our founding warriors
constitution verbatim
forget today's horrors.

I'm an altar boy raised by nuns,
trying to dance on the wild side with
guilt my constant companion. I bury my
conscience under absinthe and *******.
I wake naked and bewildered among people
searching for clothes caught in piles
never to be found again. We cover our
shame with anything we can and slither
out the door in splendid wonder at what
we dared do in such a strict world. We
are strangers who will meet again in
tomorrow's ****** of our own creation.