mind making ya mellow, you’re sighing high and wondering why you, ever at the beginning would take a chance that things made sense you’re strange sensing the cancer as day begins and ends again now wouldn’t it make more sense to change some things before our chances end you’re slipping into a drop of rain running down your neck a bead of sweat is teasing you to change back again moon makes ya look fetching - it’s early still, the lights just right my mind is made up still, of fear, and cheer, kept/left locked outside we got keep guessing through rave reviews to rehearsed lies i wasn’t expecting to, have to choose, to read between the lines work still stinks too high, heaven too is only lies slaves?serfs groping for openings through curtains hung(tantalized) in blinding lights there ain’t no blessing due to you i’ll bless what’s left while i ‘m trying to get to the patience(HEART) of what is really(already) on our minds great expectations, expect the best is yet to come when real and what you’re fakin’ - has got you feeling compromised U take on new direction, you wear your cheaply sewn disguise your heart’s INLOCO motion you dance with death, so death defying we’re slipping into a drop of rain running down our necks a bead of sweat is teasing us to change back again but won’t go back again no can’t go back again

summer time and fools are sun stroke cumming in the back of brothels snakes slink naked charmed breeding sheepishly wearing wolverine clothing chattering rattle bout a queer kid’s weeping dog chorus1 so many blisters on our wrists from twisting sisters doubting our selves existence slowly wild UN wind unwieldy ravel ling rambling trampling card bored chatterer doubt ing my self again • with julie on our mind summer breeze grazing god’s green meadow just a teasing tale of everything(all) that matters mother’s queers girl’s true nature goes UN guided pray her safely home slide down wet slippery ladders chorus2 won’t U murder my sun he’s a gun street girl down on her knees suck ing hockey puck deluxe ivy leagues of 20,000 cash in ON the barrel colosseums for the schooled youths(jews) loading guns (snake eyes nut shell rappers jamming on the one) all the rape in the lovely back board rumble seats feet bare up on the dash bored • sun day (p)ride thickening leaks in the hole in hell where god sleeps hiding biting deep upper lofty lips lean ing left death squad chorus3 zoom ing in and out of time ticks at A clip zip it up a zipper biting tight toothed grip stoned at home a bar room brawl sounds down the street flip a coin in open air • gun shots • ring rinse repeat guns for one and all from my cold dead hands

Queen of the paring knife Am E i’m gonna tell this story Am E of my special gal Am E began a childhood neigbour Am E she then became my wife D F E Am i somehow knew we were supposed to be D F E Am i stalked her ‘til she proposed to me she always sat beside me and always had those curls how i longed to pull them, unwind her piggy tails i dreamt she’d laugh and spin in time her braces locking lips with mine as we both got older i watched her from my window i’d learned her roaming rhythms i knew what she’d be wearing she wore candy and coloured things cherry wax lips, plastic rings then in her teen age years she was such a natural squeezing juice from oranges peeling fuzz from peaches she was queen of the paring knife the way she held it, how she sliced (once her back door opened she came ambling out securely dragging surtexs one in either hand she was taking out the trash when i’d used to be seein’ her take her bath) i swore one day we’d marry she would be my queen i’d sharpen all her dull knives we’d have three healthy kids one by accident, another planned the first though to secure my wedding band come every hallowe’en we’d pick(go get/pick) pumpkins together she would carve their faces the kids would light the candles then one christmas • true love caught me out on a limb trimming dirty mack’s tree she pared US free • and spared my life she pared U$S with her paring knife

17-09-09my mother diedINmyarms C G F CGF CGAmF CGF - indienotes F G bF bF C my mother died right in my arms taught me common decency, that made sense, kept me safe and warm my mother made me feel that all would be al right even before i grew al ready knew wasn’t worth her alfight how come it ain’t so clear what’s right black widow spiders trained bite and i guess i miss her this dark night my mother raised me in her arms taught me her world of what she though was right or wrong my mother doesn’t get the damage she has done goodnight mother i’ll retire to my room my mother praised me in her arms taught me right from wrong taught me good from harm i learned that all was left was all right said and done i didn’t sense i’d so much left to learn taught me tough to hate myself trained to do what is just right my mother did what she was warned my mother gave much more i could realize my mother meant me safe from harm it hurt me so much to let her go she would not want to know how much, I loved her so we keep our feelings bagged up like fallen leaves below far from harm escaped fall’s seeds – will grow there’s time to lausgh and time to cry a time for death in midst of life where were you mother there’s a time to laugh and cry I know it now mother you taught me too there comes this time to live then die but mother you can still hide your smile never thought why trees might let them free not thinking just why trees set them free the reason trees had set them free that fall’s trees had meant set free taught me sensibility, taught me right from wrong both bags with years of forest trees she didn’t know how much, I loved her so the trees had meant/ want them to fall free the trees must want too/ to set them free it’s finally here for one last dance just one last waltz before i must let go her gracing hands i’ll walk this road alone with out her from now on I’ll walk this road my soul alone you took me in when i was out up on my knees, kneeling down before the count the only hope i had was you would see me through i threw that hope away with you i saw you lying down on 2nd street sleeping in the gutter heffing bags of bong street fast relief i picked you up and got you down off of your knees this pleasing you was pleasing me where was your mother when you held me in your arms where did this leave you i won’t leave you til it’s done we’re together here nowe back on the farm i won’t leave this knot undone where was your mother when i was on the farm who’s gonna listen when we all go blind too much the centered rolling kind i can not see no reason to keep me going on with out your sight that was my song i’ll walk alone but carry on I’ve got you til the dawn I’ll will hold you til the dawn protecting hell out of a lamb led like meek sheep out into the promised land sleeping in the gutters strung on bargain store amphetamines sleeping in the gutter smelled like balls of basement naphthalene

i’ll meet ya at the bottom of the river i’ll meet you on the sunny side of shore i’ll meet ya in the well in the cold cellar i’ll meet ya as a beggar meets the floor i’ll meet ya way down low way down low when will ya come back to face me to face the greater god of grace you think you’re better in that place, babe but you ain’t any better, babe ya know it ain’t any better sundown i’m down the deepest well down deep even further down than hell way down deep even further than in hell way down low way down low i gave ya all my loving baby you gave me nothing back i gave ya all my healing baby i ain’t got nothing back today no, nothing’s come my way i ain’t got nothing to this day sundown i’m down the deepest well down deep even further down than hell way down (deep) even further than in hell way down low way down low i’ll meet you on the sunny side of the street, i’ll meet you on the sunny side of the street, i’ll meet you on the sunny side of the street will you meet me? will you meet me?

shame is UP your highness under garments showing draping ºheld beholden TOP above time • OVER same last century under ground god golden idols ºburning up in effigy • surrendertRUth by rendering sun2 shine on sunny DAZE the Hipocracy of ignorance is growing vines around your fence ºing U in2 A corner closing in on U again strangling U by coroner ºquincy A dams apple (A)day • gulping in the guilt double cruci -fixed christ sympathy flying over fields of fortune dropping bombs ON children reading ºbOOks on safe removal oF live mines ºin jungle sanctuaries believing ghostS of gallantry • citing quotes on chivalry • gaping eyes young mouths 2feed • gauntlet lancing WARt worries bureaucracy leviathan’s clammy hands clamp round your ring • fingering distracting U • soothing what YER SOOth seeing creature comforts creep A way • themeek inherit last class seats • leaving earth 2burn behind • A monu mental man made feat sad seeing things through eyes strain hardening 2 comprehend • living in among mere GIANts • immoral mortal hope less MEN sins accusing god excuses lacking IN self lESS restraint • behaviour gone unpunished • due 2 kamicaze skeptic debt the democracy of cretins ºis dreaming in what’s seem ing ly • impossible 2 C thin air seeping bREAth • 2 black 2 breathe changing blind direction • waiting on A new BORN dream • prying out enamellED nails • scratching right back at U babe

been walking down the road • remembering things that i’ve been told • and not remembering but been told • so my memory keeps on spitting out Da new version every time the rhyming in my soup • the dinking round the tollbooth by the pool playing the fool it’s still the Dbig deal every time • the rhyming in my soup • the dank and darkening stairs • where wishing wells R leading U so i Amrun back home • home 2 C my mom • 2 hide my head in sand • do not want to B A man • so many Dmanly things • like sports and sport car bling • exhausted from opinions racing round the kitchen sink gone 2 meditate • on death A heightened state • where all R knowing reason seems 2 sooth and satiate our Dthirst 4 mindfulness/things • 4 justice’s twisted fist • maniacal my eyes roll back so far in2 skinhead so i run back home • home 2 cry alone • 2 hide inside my mind • they watch me all the time • down doing things • that later i’ll deny • but knowing all the while • they’re filming me and saving files so they’re freezing you • you’re asleep out in the cold • you’re lost out on your own • there’s no road paved with solid gold

all i know IS what i’m feeling’s got me reeling back a round a gain only answer seems appealing • playing games and suffering IN sane broken hearts and trampled dealings • with the deaf and numbing insolence 4 ward thinking keeps revealing under mind our rugs R being swept in dandy pants a young man fancies • guns growling pets solid sun drenched elements may be open arms bowed freeing • hands helping fun filled sunny dipped day best dixie chicken sticks worn sickening • bi cycling by pass bump aphalt cements ray guns armed and aiming steeling • ron holding mar gar ets right hand regrets stranded dancing is land fever • sun stroking staring well worn under wear blisters popping pus runs dripping • infect event current sex u al affair blowing words a kissing beating • bruising shoes left scuffed and scratched in dents lowered tents still get that feeling • you long ago reject road raging stamps voodoo stance eye glass glare • gleaning • intimidating pol ice in ti mate sucking facing for ward leaning • down to earthUP o’er hill (doll)billy bent booing teams again misleading • who’s with US and what we’re UP against crazy carpet alex sane in breeding • extra ears corny wide pig let lament moby’s dick a vegan healing • ex fore skin patriot hell IN/degener ate feelings hurt for further peeing • rinsing dept down draining documents wading hands hip high OUt reaching • turning sudden wild well aware pants into snoring giants pretending • sleeping while well knowing U’re awake