Tripping All Over You

I got a yarn bombed tree
A seven mile naked run to go

She's been waiting at the other end
Tired, dying to go home

I got my clocks laid out, a one hour back
But me, i need some saving too

Things are getting high
I got another man's foot in my shoe

Take it down
Take it down
Take it down
Trpping Over

Take it down
Take it down
Take it down
Trpping Over

All over you

I got a mailbox full of pills
That i will never ever need

I got a key chain,a sling shot
And some friends to be happy with

She paints my bed with her pencil
Dipped in a sweet warm ink

We are getting high
Our sorrows, now all drained in a sink

Take it down
Take it down
Take it down
Trpping Over

Take it down
Take it down
Take it down
Trpping Over

All over you

I got a stubble made out of trimmers
I learnt that point some don't do none

I got wax dripping from my candle
Its better than what i crumble

She's got me saying the sweetest things
No, i never the know the reasons why

I gotta get my friend outta the bars
For some that i really did

Its a purple moonshine here
Its a raving pollution there

All in all
I've got to say
We can make it here
It's not so bad

Take it down
Take it down
Take it down
Trpping Over

Take it down
Take it down
Take it down
Trpping Over

All over you

Tripping All Over You
Tripping All Over You
Tripping All Over You
Tripping All Over You

You
You
You
Yeah You

Paradigm Shift(less)

I was standing
Beneath the ocean floor
Rising up to the waves

The sun, it rises
From a different curve
Rays of stone in my eyes

Gardens of orchids dance
To the songs of sea weeds
That the sponges once wrote

Dolphins fly with the eagles
A universe of trance
No paradigm shifts, here i feel

Door bells ring, just like dreams
In a cold cold breeze
Lets embrace the sin

Drowning with the fireflies
Whispering sounds to the rivers
A breath of fresh air

Wings flutter in the silver rain
New lives are being born
Sparks of an unpredictable love

All these worlds, they collide
It's such a rat race here
It's such a rat race here

The Scooter Song

Wanna buy a scooter
Crawl it to your house
Put you in the backseat
Take you for a ride
Pineapple juice and pepper
Palm trees and breeze
We'll wander around LA
We'll sleep in Long beach

Long beach
Long beach

Wanna fly a plane
Right into your porch
I'll give you the controls
Crash out the ozone
Say hello the birds
Say hello to the bees
Make love on the
Passenger seats

Passenger seats
Passenger seats

Wanna take you to New Zealand
Wanna take you to India
Roam the streets on Bombay
Wanna make you meet my mum
My dad will love you
No matter what
My brother, he loves me
So he will love you too

They'll all love you
Yes, they will love you

But i crashed my scooter
It broke in two
My plane had no wings
It was a bad investment too
I will never know you
You'll never get to know me
I'll just lie
Alone in my dreams

Broken Dreams
Broken Dreams
Broken Dreams
Broken Dreams

Wrapped Up In Spirals

I shut off
I am the closing chapter of a book
It has no words
I am a one way dead end street
You have no clue
I am a life wrapped up in spirals
Crashing downwards
Crashing down

I close in
I am the river red that sinks in
It has no flow
The fish dont swim, they kill
They have no clue
I am a life wrapped up in spirals
Crashing downwards
Crashing down

I get on
I am the start of something beautiful
It has no heart
The blood's been draining out
It has no clue
I am a life wrapped up in spirals
Crashing downwards
Crashing down

I close out
I am the fiery gates that await me
I got no choice
My skin is slowly dying
I can feel the blue
I am a life wrapped up in spirals
Crashing downwards
Crashing down

Comfort Zone

There's a Man
Rolling down a tyre
In the middle of the road
He is exhausted
He's walking
Waking to somewhere

There's a girl
Walking impatiently
Down that same road
She's got a flat
She's cursing
Cursing about something

There's an old man
Cursing to the sky
Screaming down that road
He is angry
He's got too much to worry
Worry about everything

There's a child
Worrying about a family
About a broken road
So young
Looking for a comfort zone
A comfort zone

The Ballad Of Troy Davis

Maggie's got dust on her eye brows
She wipes it off with her nose
Jared's got tiger stripes on his palms
He don't care for no life lines
I've got mindless conversations
I tend to write them down right here
But this one's not about you and me
And it sure as hell ain't about them
This one's for Troy Davis
And how the filthy took a life

Now he is slowly turning to dust
And a nose that will only bleed
He sure can't dream about tiger stripes
Cause his life lines ceased to exist
He wont have a mind to converse
And a living space to vent it all in
This will never be about you and me
And it sure as hell wont be about them
This one's for Troy Davis
And the losers who took his life

The Letter L

Laureatte
She's a diver
She jumps right in
She's got a broken nose and a set
Of shining white teeth
She's a cook
She's a sister
She loves her siblings
She likes to keep it healthy
She likes to keep it clean
She is looking for love
And no, it ain't just coming
And ah, i
hope it comes to her soon

Leron
He's a writer
Alcohol and cigarettes
Just another day for him
He knows three different languages
He'd like to know one more
He knows no one
No one knows him
He lives in apathy
He lives a little less
He desperately needs love
And no, it ain't just coming
And ah, i
hope it comes to him soon

Love
They are an illusion
Some people dont believe
Some people wish they did
Some think they are unfair
Some have found them
They are trying to get through
This noise and dirt
They are trying to reach out
To Leron and Laureatte
They are looking for themselves
And no, it ain't just working
And ah, i
really hope they do

Panic Attack

There's a bomb for sale
Maybe Three
And the lives are for free

It's a market place
it's a hurricane
it's a senseless bleed

We can rant
We can rave
But we cannot educate

We can hate
We can condemn
It's such a bleed

There's power for sale
For the sale of power
And their souls are for free

It's a swamp of lies
It's a dirty hide
It's a terrible dream

We could change
We could win
But will we ever see ?

We can tame
We can scream
It's a senseless bleed

I saw the victims' family holding hands
I don' t think i have ever been there

There's money in the pit
There's hell to be lit
But the freedom, it's for free

This is your God
This is mine
Let's fight and set us free

There's blood on his hands
There's blood everywhere
But will this ever heal?

We can be the change
We can be the peace
But can we ever educate?

I see the peace rise like a flower
I saw that this was just a dream

Under My Bed

Its under my bed, somewhere and i don't
No i don't got the time to chase
Its a litte dark and dusty and my feet
They could use a little change
So i went crashing down the hill, trashed on a pill
And everything was one sweet haze
Time took a travel as i tripped on this daze
I went rushing back to my bed and fell flat on my face

She frowns at me and wonders why
Why i never ever tried to come back
Its a little dark and dusty and my mind
It could use a little change
So i went soaring through the sky, trashed on this high
And everything was one sweet blaze
Time took a standstill as i leaped through the laze
I found myself all alone and my bed was over my face

They took me over to the hilltop where we gazed
Gazed at the imprisoned sky
It was a little dark and dusty and the moon
It could use a little change
So i went sailing with this kite, trashed on this night
And everything was one alarming maze
Time ceased to exist as i tried to free me from this cage
It took me back to where i was and i found it under my bed

All Just Good For Me

An arrow she penetrates like
A sparrow she sweetens like
A sugar she blends like
A salt she tastes like

She dont care for what the world says
She do care for what i have to say
And its all good
Its all good for me

An anesthesia she alleviates like
A supernova she novelties like
A cake she ices like
A caramel she tastes like

She dont care for what the world says
She do care for what i have to say
And its all good
Its all good for me

An asteroid she amazes like
A cartoon she smiles like
A perfume she smells like
A strawberry she tastes like

She dont care for what the world says
She do care for what i have to say
And its all good
Its all good for me

An aerobic she fits like
A bird she sings like
A flower she looks like
A Heaven she feels like

I dont care as long as its good for me
And this
Its all just good for me

Killer Instinct

Summer Shade, it flows
Like a drop of water
Through the sky

Insects crawling on the clouds

Autumn Sun, it sets
Like a pinch of sand
Through the night

Buried in its deepest darkest void

Winter Moon, it howls
Like a tortured wolf
Through the mire

Its life, it trembles with fear

Ocean Wind, it burns
Like a friction igniting
Through the cages

Torpedoes coming back to life

Gamma Ray, it freezes
Like a cold execution
Through the chair

Lightning embraces the blind

Killer Instinct, it grows
Like a magic beanstalk
Through the soil

Germinating with evil desire

Acid Rain, it stains
Like a poison virus
Through the veins

Desecrating the minds with infection

The last remaing hour, it chokes
Like a world about to end
Through the hands of time

The pinch of sand slipping away

Warmer Than Ice

Need to watch out for the
Spiders
Needs to look out for the
Cooks
They boil their brew in poison
Its a web of lice
Enough to entice

They stole their gold from the
corridors
They stole their bricks from the
Walls
They isolate their slaves at home
Its a prison of choice
Its colder than ice

Forced to take a breather from the
Oven vent
Forced to stand alone in the middle of
Nowhere
They let go only when they need freedom
Then they leave it to the mice
That how they roll their dice

Turned the gold into paper
Turned the slaves into masters
They melted the spider venom with an oven vent
A safe home for the lice
It was warmer than the ice

The Next Song

Got a pocket sized book to learn French
Loaded in my pocket
Put my Flannel shirt on

Put on my dying old Fedora
And some sun glasses
Got them at a gas station

Wore my favourite canvas shoes
With my socks pulled up
The star was fading

Got a memory of her
In a photograph
Took it with my I pod touch

There's more
There's more
Its in the next verse

Went down to the skating rink
Got me some ice blades
Yeah,i fell in love

Smashed up a ten strike
Down at the bowling alley
The bowling alley food sucked

So we went to the bar
And we got more drunk
The bar tender threw us out

Walked to the diner
Scrambled just like eggs
We were a dollar short

There's more
There's more
Its in the next verse

Asked if i could drop her home
She said she wasn't from here
She was from out of town

So i took her back to my hotel
Where we made love
Some real sweet love

Headed down for some breakfast
it was a buffet
She wasn't really hungry

A piece of juice bacon was
Hanging from my mouth
Wrapped some bread in a napkin

There's more
There's more
Its in the next verse

Started up my rental to
eighties glam world
Gotta really hate that

She smoked her Du Maurier's
While the window was still shut
We didn't speak a word

Just then a cop came
and he caught us for speeding
Told him i loved his glares

Shocked, she looked at me
and asked what i was wearing
I said its in the first verse

There's more
There's more
Its in the next song

Shine

Smoke blows off the west coast

The east coast plays, oh so cold

The cars, they are moving so slow

Seems like they are going nowhere

You don't return any of my calls

The standard you play, you're so busy

I am just here in my lodge

The wind it makes me , oh so crazy

We've got to find a way out of here

Before somebody else does

A million people waiting in line

Like you and me, waiting to shine

The flower case is empty

Looks like the water's dried up

The petal skin on your forehead

Slowly it turns from grey to red

These walls, they make a hollow sound

You see we were always unbound

The grease stain on my forehead

Slowly it fades from grey to dead

We've got to find a way out of here

Before somebody else does

A million people waiting in line

Like you and me, waiting to shine

The smoke has now disappeared

Leaving me without your touch

The cars, they have now been parked up

Seems like they have reached to nowhere

You don't return any of my calls

You see, i just have to understand

I am just here in my lodge

The wind is now my friend

We've got to find a way in this place

Before somebody gets hurt

A million people waiting in line

Like you and me, waiting to shine

Shoes (It's a disaster but it is only natural)

Chimney's burning

Train's a rolling

Now she's going

Home

Street Light's burning

Truck's a rolling

The cargo's moving

Home

Fire's burning

Earthquake's a rolling

Hurricane's swinging

Home

Heart's a bleeding

Fear's a rolling

Now she ain't got no

Home

How can we feel

What they are going

Through?

When they don't even

Have their own

Shoes

Fund's a raising

Hypocrisy's a rolling

Concert's playing at

Home

Lies' a printing

Story's a writing

Party's a happening

Home

Stock's a crashing

Money's a building

Now they've got a new

Home

Child's a drowning

Water's a drying

Now they crave for a

Home

How can we feel

What they are going

Through?

When we cant even

Lend them our own

Shoes

So lend them your shoes

No don't lend them your soul

I said lend them you shoes

No don't lend them your soul

Name ?

Connections

All we ever strive for

Nothing gets worse

Than not gettin' to

Reach out

I wanna shout

I wanna scream

I wanna hear

What you'd like to feed me

I wanna burn

I wanna rest

I wanna push out all the pieces

You stabbed in my chest

So take the fall

I have tried

The best i could

To reach out

So now we are left with just one

Thing to do

You did all you could and left me here

With attitude

Things wont be the same you pray

Hey

No there ain't no god to save this day

No

Are we really living inside?

Are we really terrified?

So then why all these wars we fight?

Someone takes the blame

And someone makes a name

Are we really living inside?

Are we really terrified?

So then why all these wars we fight?

Someone takes the blame

And someone makes a name

Name

All we ever strive for

Nothing gets worse than

To be blamed for

I wanna breathe

I wanna sing

I wanna spit

Out my feelings

I wanna dig

I wanna seek

The truth is bigger than

Than the lie that is bieng sold

So take the plunge

Feel the throttle

Its just a pull

Away from what you were

So now we are left with just one

Thing to do

You did all you could and left me here

With attitude

Things wont be the same you pray

Hey

No there ain't no god to save this day

No

Are we really living inside?

Are we really terrified?

So then why all these wars we fight?

Someone takes the blame

And someone makes a name

Are we really living inside?

Are we really terrified?

So then why all these wars we fight?

Someone takes the blame

And someone makes a name

A Stirrer And A Straw

Sunday morning

Newspaper

Scrambled eggs

And toast

Coffee mugs

Stirrer and a straw

I wish you

Were here

How i need to go for a drive

Think i need to get my head wired

How i need to go for a drive

Under the cloudy sky

Writing pads

Scribbles on the wall

Paint on your cheeks

Memory

The lights go out

Just like that

I can hear you

Sing

How i need to go for a drive

Think i need to make me feel alive

How i need to go for a drive

Under the cloudy sky

School bell rings

We make new plans

A trip to the hills

Disappear

Telephone rings

In the car

Distraction

Hangs the wire

How i need to go for a drive

Think i need to get my head wired

How i need to go for a drive

Under the cloudy sky

How i need to go for a drive

Think i need to make me feel alive

How i need to go for a drive

Under the cloudy sky

You're my Sky

You're my Sky

You're my Sky

You're my Sky

Chained Freedom

Circles in my head

They make me go

Round and Round

I feels so square

I feels so square

Water in the bath tub

Dont reach no more

Than just my knees

I feel so cold

I feel so cold

Hold me tight

For ever and ever

You promised you will

I feel so gray

I feel so gray

Hide me in your home

Far away from here

They don't need to know

You're so free

You're so free

You're so free

You're so free

Take me to the hangar

And make me see

What its like to fly

I touch these sins

I touch these sins

Skin burns off

To a lower degree

Its spreading disease

My skin is yours

My skin is yours

Keep me awake or

Keep me dead

As long as you keep

I lock the door

You keep the key

Hide me and

Don't try to seek me

It's just a game

You're so free

You're so free

You're so free

You're so damn free

Hey you

What do you think about these chains on me now?

Hey you

What do you think about these chains on me now?

Flat File Blues

Mother earth is round

But she be given' me the flat file blues

She said she don't like my type, my character

She was lookin' for a length

A length of four point o

Baby, i am four point one

Flat File Blues

Baby u be given' me the flat file blues

She keeps a treading' on

Like its her own playground

She comes back with sand in her hair

Her old man is a nobody

He fails to exist in this space and time

I don't bother knowing much about him

Flat File Blues

Baby u be given' me the flat file blues

You look so pretty and you don't even know

You look so pretty and you don't even know

No, you don't know

You don't know

You don't know

The highway's empty

But i can't compete with her boyfriends

I smile at her when she stops to fill fuel

The blanket is clean

The pillows are all trashed

We used to be naughty, now i am stuck

Flat File Blues

Baby u be given' me the flat file blues

She asks for the diamonds

I play my heart

She is happy when she is at the club

Bits of paper fly high

Playing tunes to a slow wind

Pretty words greet the sky

Flat File Blues

Baby u be given' me the flat file blues

You look so pretty and you don't even know

You look so pretty and you don't even know

No, you don't know

You don't know

You don't know

She rumbles now and then

With a heart felt intent

Slowly she sees what needs to be

The joker plays the king

In this fascinating dream

He wears a fishing hat and sings a melody

You look so pretty and i wish i could see

You look so pretty and i wish i could see

You look so pretty and i wish i could see

You look so pretty and i wish i could see

Black Rust

A thousand wicked moons

Surround these stars

The ocean water's poisoned

Right to every drop

A ripple in the blue

It's tying us down

Screams from a nighmare

They haunt like fire

A Red flame burning deep

From the dragon's eye

The dagger and the fury

Could not fight its bite

A torture virus spreads

Terrifying dream

Wake me up when the offenders

Slowly die within

A poison scorpion rattles

Screeching venom sting

Black rust injected in

Swamps of toxic human gene

A Pool of ruthless waves

Feed the crimson jaws

Ghosts of lifeless ghosts

Drown the world around

A hissing landslide hammers

Shattering rock and tar

Sand from the graveyard

Buries all forms of life

A Cave of darkness opens

Mesmerizing light

Vultures scavenge life

Like the dead that it was

A Slow Burning Night

Wind blows smooth

Faces in awe

Just like droplets

Of mud water

On a shattered screen

Of a ruined car

Rain

Wiped out

The harmonica sounds good

A hundred miles an hour

A cheap hotel

Real bad service

But the waitress

She looks so good

Smile

Bills paid

A confident loner

He weighs in excess

Feet smell so bad

Socks are clean

I want to feel heaven

I want it now

Home

Far away

Magical eyes

Sleight of hand

Gloves are torn

Remarkably well

Just the silence

Shapes around

Circle

Calculations Postponed

Catapult dreams

Like a wave

A force of nature

Not much to say

Bring in these thoughts

Like a formal gift

Photograph

Memory Ruined

Reincarnate me

A fairy's tale

Lost my steam

A sense of belief

Linger in currents

Push me out

Sand

Bury me in

Now, a six mile ride

Bicycle seat

It hurts so bad

The chains feel free

I would be there

If only i could

Ocean

Pacify me

Me and you

On a hill

Biscuits and tea

Snakes and tents

Climb back down

Not much to feel

Love

Please speak

Seasons

Summer tan comes crawling off

Her lotus skin which peels

Seems like they are burning

Every heart beat that feels

Winter black freezes slowly

Her dark passion which cries

Seems like it takes a message

To make everything all right

Autumn rains make heavens wreak

Of suicide that never wanted to be

Now lingering is the faint smell

Of turbulence and disease

Fall falls like the dead that it is

Pretending to be the face

Of the beauty so misinterpreted

Like ambience and vanity

Black Low Fat Blues

Johnny was only 16

He worked down at that burglary store

He sold them boys at gun point

Things like gummy bears and smack

One day the sheriff made a raid

Sacked down an underground cellar

He be down there pulling his scams and what not

They found a dead horse, a half finger and a creepy soft toy

His mama, she was a sweet old gal

Made the best pancakes on the block

She was like Mother Teresa but just the Teresa part

Thats right, her name was Teresa and she was a nun

The sheriff, he had lost his partner

Johnny had perfected the crime

He was out to seek some blood

When he was suspended for bieng a drunk

He vowed for vengeance anyhow

Threw his badge and polished his gun

Revved up his 1972 Ford Gran Torino

When an engine rumbled and he was out on the road

The county relected the man

For what was the best crime to be resolved

He married the wrong woman, and set off to travel

Where his lost his leg and all of his new earned dough

Rhombus was his name

He was sort of a squarist

He liked to live all alone

He wrote suicide notes for them who wished to leave

He never had made love ever

He wished to do so before he died

He grew them plants and had lots of pets

All of them were just fake and made out of plastic

He liked to paint and draw

And he did it pretty well too

But only things no one would understand

He wrote his final note on a bright sunny day

Sandy was a pretty lady

She worked the night shift on the street

Sometimes she would come during the day

Yea she made a good deal of bad money

She had a heart of gold with a silver lining

She was kind, sweet, gentle and full of smile

She loved coffee, but just the Black Low Fat

She could never ever find it anywhere

She had no one left to love

Her boyfriend was in jail

Johnny was his name

And her brother screamed as he went to hell

Motor City Blues

Chocolate fudge in an antique shop

Changing colours, just like the fall

Battery plant and Amy's smile

She said she is sorry for i am leaving now

Diamond ring, straight down the sink

Her hair blows wild in the savage wind

She loves her kid, she calls him Sage

She'd like to hang out, if she could free her cage

Sister love, some garage tools

Playing Euchre on a pizza stool

The grill is done, the smoking wood

The radio's on, CCR and The Who

Motor City, where is my drive

College town, i wanna get done by five

Grizzly bear, a plate of Polenta

I am back home, could you please open the door

The job is done, just on time

Load the stacker, load the line

Sing one last song, before you close

Play many songs, before i doze

Peace and quiet is all we want

Injection molds, close in and out

Sing a song, sing it loud

It don't matter who and it don't matter what

Puff Cake And Moth Ball Saliva Stew

He be worse than a rattlesnake

He a snake that rat you out

She a stone fox moonlight drive

She a puff cake merry go round

He a dark room spook light rain

He a motorcycle hurricane

She a sweet cheek dessert plate

She a late night movie date

Gotta give it to them

To see

How long does it take

To be

To be

To be together

Lost Forever

He a slam dunk four point shoot

He a moth ball saliva stew

She a yellow custard fruit and pie

She a bubble wrapper disco light

He a black bird wingless flight

He a belong to nobody's tribe

She a pancake on a maple leaf

She a butterfly on a rolling wheel

Gotta give it to them

To see

How long does it take

To be

To be

To be together

Lost forever

He a torn eye crooked grin

He a spot face holes within

She a dream smile cowbell ring

She a flute tone melodic string

He a sun burst bleach of hair

He a grease ball key to spare

She a honey baked cookie dove

She a long lost mountain of love

Gotta give it to them

To see

How long does it take

To be

To be

To be together

Lost forever

He a smoke rage whiskers creep

He a death wish dug too deep

She a vapor smooth drama steam

She a pudding on a candy cream

He a fire breathing oily sack

He a wall scrape crawling nail attack

She a blue ripple in a pool of sand

She a purple moon in a tale of this land

Gotta give it to them

To see

How long does it take

To be

To be

To be together

Lost forever

Footprint

Looking down the hill

Wild cherries with a footprint

Lonely as a window sill

Burning smoke and a flavor mint

Swing sky high into the song

The rope that holds you tight

The birds have taken rather long

To kill the angels with all their might

Descend slowly back into the joke

The ropes that you are freed from

The birds hold the gun as he spoke

Speechless as he lets go of the gun

Looking up into space

Melting stars with no name

Starving to win the race

The footprints are to blame

Easy

She takes your throne

You are ignorable

She eats the cake

The candles don’t matter

She is in love with you

That’s what she says

You are not deaf

But you are you

Turn around

To the sound

It is easy to forget

That you’re dying

You’re dying

I was here

I was there

Took control

But lost it all

Made through the day

In a pretentious way

Now I am here

Knowing myself

Turn around

To the sound

It is easy to forget

That you’re dying

You’re dying

Ohh

Getting lost seems so easy

Easy

Ohh

Breaking knots isn’t my way

Not my way

Ohh

Soon you will relax on a bed so cold

Thorns of pain

Ohh

I am here and far way

Far away

A Love Called Seattle

A song would be genuine

To show my love

But these "goosegumps" (TM)

Say it all

I could'nt find the right food

Damn those Sesame seeds

I could'nt find the directions

To where i wanted to go

Build a Truck Engine

Watch a TOOL show

Meet some girls

With Seattle glow

Meet your sister

Walk through the trees

Steaming hot soup

At the top of a hill

Mountains and Ales

Guitars and screams

Manufacturing Air Planes

Rain and sun

Grunge turns me on

She was your creation

She lives here

She lives foerver

Fish market

Alki beach

The weather's good

You look so good

I just walked all over you

Thinking you are my long lost friend

You said you were, and it was cool with you

And that i am welcome anytime and hopefully soon

Could

Dead fly in the jacuzzi

Burnt twigs and some leaves

Oh, i don't want to leave

Right now

Blink in my eye

Marble balls and some white

Oh, i don't want to see

Right now

I could be walking over sand

And still feel the snow

I could be sleeping in her walks

And still feel the dream

Heads in your nooze

Scream out a bruise

Oh, i don't want to

Hang on

Taste in your buds

Spill blood on the mud

Oh, i don't want to

Ever play

I could be dancing with a wolf

And still hear the lake

I could be howling at a lotus

And still hear her sing

I should be

I would be

I could be

Doing any of these things

Inch

A quarter inch of sunshine

Flung into the ocean

A tiny drop of water

Flung into the sky

A huge sheet of cloud

Flung into the rain

A loud splash of water

Flung into the mud

A damp piece of earth

Flung into my shoe

A bitter part of my soul

Flung into your sight

A pretty marble of your eye

Flung into mine

A whole lot of us

Rode into the sun

Fried lillies in a hurricane soup

Getting lost in an irreversible loop

Inch by inch, deep and deeper

Ray by Ray, closer and closer

Rabbit In A Magician's Role

Spring and cloudy stars
Dark ale full in jars
Loud music from futuristic cars
Dreams full of water bubbles on Mars

Purple moonshine rain on trees
Spicy red beans and grated green cheese
Soft music from the windshook leaves
Dreams full of big black rocks in seas

Icy stones carved on a wall
Fiery yellow light strikes in from a hall
Groovy bass from a cello tall
Dreams full of a multicolored pool ball

Thick grey smoke blows in through a hole
Carrots never made it to a salad bowl
Dark music from a lifeless soul
Dreams full of a rabbit in a magician's role

Negative Lice

Upside Down
Wheels in slow motion
Piggy town
Spiral sensation

Pouring bees
Stinging rain, it stays
Leafless trees
Bully crane awaits

She called me on the phone
The phone stops to ring
His aunt made her an ice cream cone
Outside, selling a wing

Melting ice
Tan machines, they spin
Negative lice
Managing lean, minds swing

Wingless bird
Daytripping soul unfolds
Flesh and mustard
On a plate with bone, so cold

She spoke to me so quietly
The wire starts to burn
His aunt was tripping soulfully
Inside , waiting for his turn


She called me on the phone
The phone stops to ring


His aunt was tripping soulfully
Inside , waiting for his turn


Cloudy sky
Bear shaped ballons in gloom
Vapor high
Out of the cocoon

Dreamy Eyes
Fly at me, they sing
Cuts the wire
Eats the cream with sin

Grunge

Mother loves her bone more than me
She screams at her bush quiet regularly
Sound for the gardens, honey and jam for me

She goes to the temple just to feed the dogs
She feeds them stone, while a pilot comes crashing in
He is in chains, next to Alice who is malfunctioned

In a river so green we swim
Another mad season to play with
And Foo, he loves to fight with me
As i lie sound stuck by a screaming tree

She collectively gathers my soul
With pieces of pearl in mud
Alice and her pilot are now in the river
Seven years in and i am still a bitch for you

Sides

Sleep next to shoes

The pillow's got ash stains

A dirty blanket with holes

Enough to see through

Got hamburger pieces

Scattered on my carpet

Breathing life , more than me

Exhaling whisky fumes

Called the maid up for a sweeping

She had to pick up her kid

She don't work on Sunday's

I sleep through the week

He is a fourteen year old kid yeah

Plays football like every other

Looks up to his mother

His daddy is in jail

He stole them fire hydrants

Said he could make some bucks

Bring flowers for his girlfriend

His girl, his girl on the other side

She works the day shift

In the mall selling perfumes

She wears them bangles and earrings

But never touches soda

She envies the wife

who also works the night shift

At the mansion where she services

The Man, her Man on the other side

The Man, he owns the mall

Hates his wife, loves his kids

Brings bagels for the perfume girl

His girl, his girl on the other side

She skiies with the wife's kid

After the movies

She talks about scents

And he steals her cents

Everyday, a phone call

To his daddy from a pay phone

His mother don't know that

She is busy with the Man

The Man, a Harvard graduate

Got good grades, drives a sports car

Bought some land, built a mall

That belonged to his wife

Now she takes the hate silently

As she slips off every night

For a visit to the jailhouse

To meet her boy, her boy on the other side

She offers him his love

He offers her his lies

She takes the lies, He rejects her love

This story has no more sides

She returns home to see

Her house in flames

Fire, burns, and ruins

but no fire hydrants

The kids are back from the ski trip

With the girl left a bleeding

The Man, now refusing to see her

As this too lost a side

The maid now losing a client

Moves out of the town with her kid

With her husband's photograh on him

As they steer off to a different side

Me, I woke up hazily

One by one, picked up the pieces

Sorted it out and drew it out

A story with no more sides

Alt Ending: A story with many sides