Like, Sza,Love.

Teaching Jimmy

Charlatans unwind where the experts cannot find
Their brains to cork them and steal their wives
Under an April haze the shanty virgin plays
Away and drinks from level headed minds

Trudging through the sea snakes
A Jersey family on leave
And all I want to be is
A Delphic prophecy for free

Neo-oracles compress the time
And open up my mind
Empiricists and pragmatists
Debate along the narrow crowded strip

Now the light turned grim
Won’t you tend to me
I’m unclean

Farezhaka plays on a teenage radio wave
The hits endure every motion hammered down
The hardcore mothers bake a cookie with no taste
And blame the oven for teaching Jimmy all the bad words

And we’re teaching
Jimmy
And he’s reaching


THINNEST THREAD

Desperate times call for perfect pleasures
Thieves disguised in ordinary snatch the fun
Holiday misleading the other ones
Down roads more traveled
Where to find a loaded gun?

You’re not important when clouds devour
All the sunlight from every hour
Follow time
Or something similar

Tainted wine will cure most ailments
Served in goblets made of marrow wipe your mouth
And show your teeth smile wide
To feel belonged
Where to find a loaded gun?

You say, “I will”


I PERCEIVE TRUTH ACCORDING TO ME

I must always hold the demons away
Sometimes I don’t really mean what I say
Search through spare change when all I need is a buck
Sometimes I buy what is unhealthy for me

Some kings would have died, for a piece of the sky
To me it’s just another place to walk the dog
Never once did another ever lie, that’s ridiculous that person always reaches for the pie
That’s all I know

Through the screen door of my mind’s fragile eye
Filters out the stuff that should no longer be there
Encroaching limits they puzzle time
When will I find the day to say that you’re always on my mind

Someday you will find there’s more to me than just my size
I have feelings and a decency so try and show the same
The most attractive thing to find is a head with a brain and a thought that always wonders why
That’s all I know

I don’t understand
Why you try to deny me of the things that I love
I don’t understand
Why you try and steal away my ample precious time


IN THE DISTANCE

In the distance the sun shone on supine leaves
Children playing, laughing with unfettered ease

Throw out all the blueprints and carve your next dream
The patterns of all the lovely civilizations indelibly imprinted in me

Traveling through urban breeze atop the gift horse
Streetcars eclipse authors who write for gold and god

Blast through thirty books but your mind still can’t read
The patterns of all the tragic computations indelibly imprinted in me


IDEAL SKY

I defer to what you’re thinking
But resolve has turned to blush
Determined to make sense of language
That I use to tell you stuff
The place was worth the trouble
To finalize random thoughts
You call me stone and I’ll call you fascist
Dig a trench and take cover

Step back from Monterey and escape the rain
It’s not the day you intended it to be

I give you credit for the canon
And your brain of barbed wire
Send in the cutter then you’ll listen
Insurrection has begun
So I dress the occupation
Stoic-faced with reason’s gun
Desperately I never wanted
Our situation to run blood


COMPLICATED CREATURES

So you search around for a romance
That cannot be good after all
Clutters the heart when your mind starts a’rollin’
We forget where those parts belong

You will never know
It’s just the way energy moves
And forms complicated creatures
Who evolve into
Unhappy souls

All the rooms will fill with nonsense
And telemarkets refuse to call
When your only stance is blinded
With empty toll charge date lines

See the twilight moon
It’s just the way planets move
And forms ravenous people
Who devolve into
Happy souls

Slow down
Slow
So you’re alone


THE GALAXY NEEDS WORK

Let’s rise and sew the galaxy
Just rise and be beside me
Gets hot when we re-entry
Let’s rise and sew the galaxy

Let’s dig under Uranus
And scrounge around Mercury
Can we ditch these jump suits?!?
And try and sew the galaxy

Twist my gravity
And steal my boots
Twist my gravity

Let’s arrange the order tonight
And discard our timepiece
A blackhole for a blanket
Dream in our new galaxy

Descend into an atmosphere
Burnt skin won’t even matter
Cause we control the time you see
The universe is ours to seize

Don’t hold me back today
I’ll turn on you
Don’t hold me back today

Keep the old sun
Feel like a god

Now I thank you for the time we spent
When we tried to sew the galaxy
Thank you for listening
At first it seemed outrageous
But then you always knew
That we could sew the galaxy

You buckled in, let’s go


MONSOONED IN GUAM

This here’s a song about me and you, me and you, me and you
Tell me all about the birds and bees gently
I’m so tired

This here’s a song about white lies, white lies, white lies
I’m frightened cause I know too much
Too much stuff, too much much

I’m not your one I’m merely here
The purse is cursed a citizen’s arrest

Monsooned in Guam
I’m building for the island
Monsooned in Guam
Pacific little island

I took a boat into the ring of fire
I built a home upon a funeral pyre

I went to Guam to sell what I perspire
The natives bought and plotted to conspire

Monsooned in Guam
I’m building for the island
Monsooned in Guam
Pacific little island


Spoken Word:
Meticulously the androgynous muskrats encircled the rafts,
bonified in their elusive dispositions, claiming our day for their own.
Telegram from some atheist physicists; quantum theorists with shady love lives,
consumed with envied dust cloud mornings…

Observed only from Neptune is a short cedar tree.
Every moment gravity keeps its brittle form from levitation.
Subsequently, Methodist marauders spring from callous coattails
in an attempt, to stick flags where once pilgrim liars did.

“Wait!” Shouts the patriarch kayak pilfer.
Bald eagles swoop for muskrats while I,
curled in my bed think of Akenac, sweet Akenac,
haven against the capitalist grind.


Don’t Wake Up

If you’re laid to rest under a dream’s arrest
It’s ubiquity deliberately concealed
The joggers all line up at the jump of the gun
It’s all periphery and staged authentically

Move the sun now there’s no excuse to blame
Put it in the ocean so we can draw the shades
Sleep in an ice cube you’ll shiver but you’re safe
Run through molasses you’ll never get away

Don’t wake up
It’s bad luck
Waiting all day
To get someone to stay, to get someone away

The fantasies abate when minds become inept
The music slowly fades and things don’t look the same
It’s so prodigious when youth had reigned supreme
The weightlessness remains it’s chemically arranged

Speak with language and watch the words suspend
Go to work now tomorrow you will play
Shape the atoms and build yourself a pet
Feed the wavelength and suckle from the breast

And you don’t wake up
It’s bad luck
Waiting all day
To get someone to stay
To get someone away


THE ROADS WILL PAVE THEMSELVES

Don’t stop this time it’s real
Friends drop but some reappear
Late lunch at least you ate a meal
One punch brings most to tears

Let’s talk into the dawn
Cause we don’t have to be alone
We’ll make sense of some of this
Drive home after one long kiss

Then the roads will pave themselves

Don’t stop they use the fear
Bombs drop so stay an extra year
Return for gender war
We’ll see if rules apply here


TURNED TO GLASS

The sound was all that’s left
Reverberation of when we last met
Echoes of your smile
Sustain the streets of Greenwich passing through my eyes

Now I stare through time
Between humility and vanity
When you hear her talk
All you’ve ever known turns to glass
And it’s easier to break

I’m sure I cannot hear the sounds of the microphones
Father time and a pint will surely fix it all
Cause I’m standing in line just like everyone
Cause I’m standing in line, oh
Just like everyone, just like everyone

Now I stare through time
Lingering for days that fall apart
When you hear her talk
All you’ve ever known turns to glass
And it’s easier to break

Come again
Watch the show
Gaze beyond exteriors
Moments outlive their time
Catalogued in our minds
And when its’ through she’ll recognize
We’re all alone and lived our lives

In a glance


ANTI-LULLIBY

Lie to me
Catapult me through the sea
Fix a point and steal the truth
For me

Whisper words under the sheets

Gentle screams calm me
Pain it seems lifts itself
Like a fallen tree
Beside me

Stop don’t fall asleep
(Shout your name, turn around, look outside, face me)


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