we did feed, on pine cone nibs
wild onion and garlic under a lonesome willow tree,
we fed good on unconditional love,
woke up with sun listening to doves
and Mulberry trees grew all over us a ruby
red berry fed us  then
in an unconditional like love
ourselves giving  in to the shade
the dream of a willow tree providing us
magnificents cool on a hot day,
breezes wound us up and deposited us like
dust
on a fertile field,
wrapped around nature wrapped around
each other
then.

Glass shattered by water on water from the skies,
Clouds interfere with the stars that are trying to shine.

Closer to the edge we’re drawn, where shallows drop off fast,
The stories of magnificents that fall beyond the past.

Farther from the waters there lives an old oak tree,
When wished upon by fathers will bring them what they need,

To any heart that has no greed, accepted by the tree,
So the myths will live on longer as they are unbelived.

So drawn unto the waves again, the depth of death remains,
The mystery that lies beyond, impure and carries pain,

Of travelers and sufferers and those who take their lives
The people that will laugh and scream, and call this all delight.

So walk on past the suds and ****, see through the clouds at night,
There’s nothing that is stopping you, this isn’t urban Dwight,

Do stop to drink his wine again another day to lose,
If you step into the waters not watching how they move.

i am inside a maze

curved streets all around
glass neatly cut
sunshine that kisses the ground

everyone here is amazed

the trees are bright
anew green
everywhere you see is light

velvet dresses and lace

the sapphire sky covers the land
welcoming the birds
who sing and pray to the aboves

look at the skyline
oh, how pretty is the scene
of kids playing in these streets

and everyone in this maze
is happy and free
the air smells like flowers
it is always spring

we are all happy here
the highs of the land
the beautiful places where
good is all around

there's no thing as misery
there's no thing as theft
we are all happy
in this unnamed hell

do not let it fool you
do not let it blind
the whispers in the red mouths
are nothing more than chants
draw the curtains
do not peek inside
behind the jewles and ties
there's nothing more than lies

kids waking between sobs
wives countouring flaws
husbands drinking the green rolls

the houses are all the same
magnificents buildings one beheld
safe places for the lost

you would never know what goes down there
for the rumors are all true
but different from all

because that one might be pregnant
and that one is not sane
that one destroyed my life
but no one will ever tell
the tale that is unsaid

it is all a big set up
for the rest of the town to know
that we are all perfect
perfectly fit  for this hell-hole

do not mistake
do not be decived
for we all may speak freely
and elegantly
but we are all the same

all lost and not found
by this inmaculate maze

that blonde mane
and that pretty dress
they are all set ups
for that dark frame

it is insane how many believe
how some are blind
and pray over the prejudices
and stories spread

we are all pretending
fighting for the starring role
award-worthy actors
for a shame-worthy role

because we sail on the boats
and we play the sports
and speak the languages
and we sing the songs

it does not mean anything
especially not me
we are all pretending to be
especially me

i do not belong
i do not belong no more
the leaves are gone from the tree
and tree with no leaves is not worth
so i should go
i should start somewhere new
somewhere were no-leaves is rule
but i cannot, no
i shall not;
for all i know and love
is in this maze of mine

i may be the biggest glitch
a fault in a perfect system
what i was then is not what i am now
but i love the feeling
oh, i love the glam
i love the labels they put on me
and i wear them proud

because baby we are all lost here
and we all are genuine frauds