Friends brought me five guys

Hot suprise

Hot in my eyes

Hot fires

Reading fat lines

Skrt down Sun and Flower drive

Striking down the lane, it’s electric

Had a beautiful day, trifecta

I exist in the threshold.

Waving back and forth like a swing on a peaceful night before a crescent moon.

Flashing forward and pulling my face back before the burns sink in.

The icy catacombs to the rear only chase the path closer to death.

I exist in the threshold

by choice.

The icy nightmares push me forward to flames of war

so I’ll stay in limbo.

The paradise, the cascade

will shortly follow.

Not the Saint

I was once, straight

hanging out in your paradise.

Scared of being lost in love

I crave it on the daily

your ecstasy hangs from tips of our lips

hiding in the light of lonely nights.

The spirit keeps me close to you

but baby baby baby

time is ever-changing

the minutes n the hours pass

you remind me of the angel on the painted glass.

Not the Saint

I was once, less

maybe more

closer to the singing task.

Battling the need-

keeping it away with the pitch of a swollen voice

pitch fork.

Feeding the need-

with your ecstasy clenching my legs like a knotted rope

leaves me dangling from the sky above.

Creating the need-

leaping distance of human centuries into land being sung to sleep by a holy ghost

and I- the lead.

Chasing the need-

why chase something that is following you.

Taming the need-

the wild beast roars disenchanted fighting from a large cage breaking the steel bars

one lyric at a time.

Living with the need-

I’ll get back to you.

Finding flipping pages chasing dreams to real to flip

and I feel you.

You’ll be the charmer

I’ll be the charmed.

Live anywhere and you picked the moon

going to be late to see your folks

dreaming on the stars

they looking back at us.

Postcards cost a little more

 

Climbing the ladder

be the stair master

 

live underwater

clown the sea laughter.

one time – for that good feeling

never-never heard of it

reach for the ceiling

laugh for the fuck of it.

Ha ha a night in the mirror

two sides of the coin

two faces on fire

the joker of lines.

 

Crowd full of strangers

masked entity

charming light kissed the top of her lips

magic blast the side of my cheek

never dropped eye contact.

Ceiling falling all around

chasing sirens

flashing lights

paint strapped the bottom of my shoes

red

red until the moon turns bloody

red until my hands start running

never lost you

even after they dragged me away

the light still caught your lips

perfectly.

Life is a game

and love is the prize.

Teaching around the world

game made for everyone.

All this time to myself

didn’t know I was lost.

Wake me up

when I’m wiser and older.

Finding who I was

never seemed so far away.

Till the light carried us out

strong in their two hands.

Friday Night Lights

ball boy of the freight

pitch the rock

two tackles

and my guard is down.

Strong side open

and weak side locked

hold down the fort

tonight we feast the lots.

Bet on me

largest possible

I’ll come through

carry the pony with straps

be red black green at once

hit that fade away.

Chin high

put the night away

swimming away

drowning in honey

flashing two mind,

mind if I walk the light on dry ice?

Told to go home

sliding through

hold the phone

Frozone

be back asap

don’t light the match

surrendered to the blurry facts.