Mud Fuel

Coffee why you give me these stains? And tooth decay?
You get my blood flowing,
but can't keep my enamel showing.

Sample

Pipes in the parking lot
Bangers mash potato brats
Bet you never seen a thing
Quite like this

Rolling in the opera house
Tweedledee Die Fldermous
Bet you never did it big
Quite like this

Q-q-quite like this
Frosted ice mike tips
Dipping dots at breakfast
JcPenneys

Q-q-q-q-q-Queequeg flips
Mario Romani Liszt
Bet you never scratched
A Zarathustra

The words before the music
The players before the instruments
The ensemble before the performance
Then marketing
Or get it backwards

Spam Detection

She said,
"Give me a love that lasts forever."
So I gave her a ring of ice.
Now, we'll always have this memory.

Subdivision

Before the cement could dry,
stray dogs left their prints;

The naked Earth knew its shame,
and covered itself in bipeds
and water eroded it all day by day

The stars looked on in retrospect
the sea turned its head

Subdivision

Before the cement could dry,
stray dogs left their prints;
the cost of taming a jungle.

The naked Earth knew its shame,
and covered itself in bipeds
and harder compounds of itself.

The stars looked on in retrospect
the sea breathed in and out

Cheesy One-liners for My Wife

Hey, bae, I heard you were thinking of going for higher education
But you had already finished your cute PhD

Bae, I hear the Metro has special cute-a-gram buses for you
And no one else is cute enough to ride.

Bae, I heard you tried to release an anthology of all-time cute-outs,
But no one can keep up with your everyday hits.

Your latest clothing line for fairytale princesses just sold out,
So now you're flush with cute.

People say the macrame made in your cute image is the hottest item in stores,
But no one's evil enough to eat them.

Perpetually Deceived

Perpetually deceived

I'm always

tired and flattered

Meat on the platter

Not very good at anything

Always on the ladder

Grasping at tatters

Hounded by laughter 

at the spoils I bring

Perpetually deceived

How could you do this to me?

(No power no motion

But one sure constant)

Perpetually deceived

How could you do this to me?

(No power no motion

But one sure thing)

You're always coming or going

With no way of knowing

Barely the time

To announce my self

Always an annoyance

To your precious moments

Are you really the mentor

You said you'd be?

Perpetually deceived

How could you do this to me?

(No power no motion

But one sure constant)

Perpetually deceived

How could you do this to me?

(No power no motion

But one sure thing)

We're always sorry it's so daunting

To manage time wanting

In between work and private things

There's few things that matter

and more that we'd rather

talk it all over, 

the next time we meet

Perpetually deceived

How could you do this to me?

(No power no motion

But one sure constant)

Perpetually deceived

How could you do this to me?

(No power no motion

But one sure thing)

Catatonic

I can go all day resisting the urge to urinate
I can successfully ignore a thirst for water
For warmth and for comfort
For touch and smell and taste.
I can suppress guilt at procrastination.

I give in when my bowels shake
I give in when I fear dehydration;
Fear pain and loss,
Suspicion and dependency,
My guilt has no power,
but I am powerless to control it.

Childlike

When water spills on the floor,
I stare at it spread wonderfully across the hardwood
and wish I could swim.
It's not a symbolic gesture.
Where would I go? How would that help?
It's just what I want to do.

Late at night,
overwhelmed by television,
I feel an urge to stand on my head
with no meaning or reason behind it.
Why would I? What's the gain ?
It's just what I want to do for some reason

I realized today, in the sun,
That I have not seen my couch;
its fibers, the will and way it was created.
It's a couch though. Who cares, right?
The looking feels long overdue,
and it's what I want.

Sweeping

When we were younger
There was mucb we could not control
Except our house

we
Were based solely
on our separate incomes

Now our house is impeccable
always waiting on a buyer
Always on show

Our power is still contained
By the needs and wants of others
As we grow old

What?

A lie usually requires a backup lie.
Support. Alibi.
Someone will know if there's something you don't
And the more you explain, the greater disbelief evoked
And the less you say, the more relies on trust
Which is already lost
So now, as stiff as you appear
As intent as your eye contact
I still doubt

Irreal

Here I am playing what I am not
The air is cool, but the sun is hot
The sun melts me down
the breeze blows me off

Anhedonia

Just a sheep in the field
still feeling the shears
and when the scars do heal
I scratch them endlessly
I scratch them endlessly

I got a saddening,
maddening,
pervailing
loneliness verged on despair.

I feel it
coming
and growing
every blessed time I take in air.
This existential dilemma
remember:
nothing goes anywhere.

Just a lukewarm fish
from a pond too big
with my naked body
flapping
side-to-side again
Side-to-side again
The monotony throbbing
inside my head again

Just a spider's web
in my chest cavity
It wraps obsession up tight
till it captures me
I feel it capture me
I feel it capture me
The dipping of the fangs
bodes unfavorably

Your pills are gradually
battling
my deepening delusional fears.
Traded annoying paranoia
for unending medical arrears
Here

Your prescriptive addiction
bests all God's benediction
Appreciate requiem's dream
For its inevitablity
Trade the bud for the liquor.
Trade the booze for God.
Trade the lord for work.
and fall in love again
I fell in love again.
I fell in love again,
and felt confused
in the search for an opinion.
I found an opinion.
I found an opinion.
It got echoed and sourced from a book I read.
A pretty book I read.
Put images in my head.
Heard a song in a club
and lost all sense to rhythm

Who's got my head again?
What is my heart beating?
Where my brain ends up
is where I begin?

I got this faltering
shattering
memory of where it is I have been.
From the shop to the pub
and then skipped right to a hospital bed.
Dead

My dead uncle just left
But he didnt even know that was him
I leave for work everyday
And the ordelies are strapping me in
And...?

Just a cow in line
I amble straight ahead
whipped my legs right off
The panic ebbed and bled
The panic ebbed and bled
The panic ebbed and bled
With the light in my eyes
I stared until the end.
I stared until the end.
I stared until the end.

A Bad Tuesday

There's something wrong with the tactile hallucination of finger on magazine print,
Scraping, pulling, folding the light but durable material
Flipping the pages, they don't cut.
The hands are stale and dry like memories
The eyes set deep in skull are a picture of a picture.
The sun shines through a window.
The perception persists.
A bizarre fascination grows. Smelling the roses too closely.
The bladder fills.
Mirth is unreachable just as loved ones.
The keyboard is light and hollow.
The hands move without prompt.
It is a thought, an idea with no origin,
and a pinky sticking out.
It is a story about a species a dull-witted nation does not care to save.
It is a persistent cold dulled and returned by the presence and removal of a jacket.
It is a lack of work when a break would suffice, and the guilt thereby experienced.
It is a home for a boarder and deliberate obfuscation.
It is a song whose meaning is clear after the first listen, discarded after consumption.

Intercultural

We were throwing your ideas
around with the boys
We came up with something
we think you'll really enjoy

Here, take it back
We don't want it
You changed it
You took it
Now you give it?
It's different.

It's better now, see?
Something every one
can warm up to

Says you
we don't want it back
we want something new
You never share
You don't care
We let you in
You see,
You hear,
You like, you want,
You take

That's not fair

No, it's not
You make us into one
when we're all separate
souls underneath the same sun
If us isn't you,
you make us into them

Times have changed
That was the old way

Yes, it was
Yes, it is
Now all you know is
What was
It looks like it hasn't been
but always turns out the same

We can change

You will
and then
You'll do it again
You'll find another way
to take what's given
We can't trust you
You lie
You cheat
You don't know what you do
And what you do know
hurts us

Come back
We need you

We don't want to need you

Come back
We need you

We don't want to need you