Sunday, December 11, 2011

She Said She Is She Was, No More...

she said life was boring
with her socks on, in bed
there's someone watchin me
watchin you, watchin TV
but she's careless with her chances
they are hangin', from her necklace
with the wishes she wastes
she wastes too many
does she really want that lion?
she knows he'll never love her
so she goes and drinks the ocean
tries to drown a fire, on her own
like she is just a cup
she needs a watch
to stop her rush

you know, that girl's in danger
and now, I'm just a stranger
take me back to the womb
to the true Eden

her faces of pleasure
still haunt me, in the night time
now my feet are waging war
with the sheets and I
just can't beat the heat
like a moth to a flame
get too close and I incin-erate
stop trying to sell me
saliva, sex, and sedatives
you're gonna find yourself
on your back, in the midnight morgue
one disaster after another
thinkin I might be a saviour
but some things, you just can't keep
some things, you just can't keep
some things

now let it go let it go let it go let it go
start it going
if a war's goin on in your head
it's up to you who wins it

let it go let it go let it go let it go
[HOWL]

Thursday, December 8, 2011

Depart...

i'd drape you in silk like you were a feather
no one will have touched you better
i am your undertaker

Ah Inferno, Agh To Hell With It...

 the crimson fog
the cursed snakes in eyes of midnight dogs
earthquake paws
claws as sharp as persian swords
reborn rabid damned and..
large as lords, roaming sore
old as dust and kingdom come
where earth gets hot ,they sleep no more!

Wednesday, December 7, 2011

tonight, like every other night...

my child is banging bum notes
out of that piano in the corner
will he grow up and need an ark
for when his eyeballs bust?
i hope he will remember
the slatefoot kitchen games
and how his father loved him

my dog is dead.

will you be shrouded and feature free
your face still worn by trees
guarded like some holy secret
foreign to my sight forever
small reminders remaining
in my daily reflections
my only map
my only directions
how can it ever feel less
than half of me is missing
have I killed a man?
the question is a sentence of its own
no matter how much reason
i'll never really  know

Tuesday, December 6, 2011

The Nook...

as the tender sun bore down upon your golden threads
melting milky golden hours from your dress
sudden sprung paradise, right from your head!
your garden halo's birth now be your quest

to tred no flower heavy
lordy, it needs to sway steady

love the jagged blades
of mountain spines placing shades

lordy, love the lakes
bathe your jasmine babies!

hail o! the beauty, o hail!
to glimpse this heaven
I believe, o hail!

Sunday, December 4, 2011

all you marbling hearts...

do you have not eyes! nor ears!
we are tired, our sorrow lays with you!

Friday, December 2, 2011

girl
you are careless with your pennies
they are hangin from your necklace
instead of free for fountains
and the wishes you waste
too many
are you sure you want that lion?
you know he'll never love you
he'll leave you on your side
alone
when flesh ceases to be fresh
so you'll drink the ocean
try to drown a fire on your own
like you are just a cup
you need a watch to stop the rush
or you won't last
twice as fast