Tonight's yesterday

From appetizers, bar
flymouth people swarming
older than we are
"Are you coming?"
"No."
"Get off of me!"
Knock! knock! knock! fingers
No one covers those sewage holes
thin lightstreaks on crusty poles
In dark faces were blinking
Many, many disorders
Trucks, wheels, wheels, street lights
Not much sense my lips mention
your home I go
in life dieing, them spying
following the voice of the night-heron
I was being told
I could wheel & deal. Spinning
my hair into gold
horror floods the gaps of devastaion
here i was, there to be

Idaho

You say the gods are more use to you than fairies
all day to watch the blue wave curl and break
birds against the wind
over the river, on the hill
there are three ways in which men take
and she knows a cheap release
while i stood listening, discreetly dumb
within this lowly grave a conqueror lies
just as my fingers on these keys
I wonder where you live
will you come tonight
the door keys are under the mat
sitting in my rocker waiting for your tea
who will be naming the wind

the hypocritic days
in the autumn of my winters
green afternoon serene and bright
hazy, blur, falling and loud
if i should go, think only this of me
that I don't wanna know
they threw a stone, you threw a stone
at all little things as little as me

Mourning

Its numb its broken

It tells me its fragile

Its fluid its flacid

but wants to stay for a while

Toe rugs

Bury the dead for fear that they walk to the grave in labour
In the groin of the natural doorway I crouched like a tailor
Sewing a shroud for a journey
By the light of the meat-eating sun.
Dressed to die, the sensual strut begun.
With my red veins full of money,
In the final direction of the elementary town
I advance as long as forever is.

Solution

Run over by surreal substance, walking to go no where.. an atempt to snatch my support i kicked right into the blurr of what i could call a human body , sereneding fear , adrenaline rush i felt numb. They walked away and i kept standing.. still waiting for them to apologise.. i withstood i donno wat... A fight over some smoke that did leave a lot of it behind.. Sometimes my believes are left with not much life to support them.. sometimes i return the favour by saying I really don't know wat I believe in..

Heartbreaker

And yeah I got stuck
nodding my head the wrong way
listening to whatever you say
thinking it would end
even though the only word I seem to use everywhere
is the vicious circle

Frail under the spotlight I mean to say many things Things which must sting Things which might make you laugh

I changed
I changed a lot
but you don’t even look towards me
You don’t pay no heed
You think there ain’t no such need
And I don’t blame you
I made You believe I am all yours to be saved
And I’d like to believe so too

Now that all seems fragile
and a house of cards
we sweat to keep from falling
There was no effort to begin with
And now all we do is make efforts to save it

I am complaining
And so are things I have known
They aren’t happy
and they aren’t mine

I always thought

It was not courage but liberty that kept me from saying this.. No sooner than the moment of realization reckoned, I knew.. A myself needed no liberty, only courage... But Being myself,..Was only a fantasy...So then,I meant to say a lot of things... But now,I only intend to drop a few slick limericks.... About politics and unattended children tripping over wires.

What shit!