1.Tyburn
I am touched
Not by the dirt beetle
Nor the crevice of night
But my empathy is with a star
Confiding on my shoulder
Sound travels down this hill
And the wind rolls up it
Trembling with my budding hands
That shake about my head
Curl up
Between my gnarled thighs
Dirt beetle or lost child
This time is slow and my voice
Is inaudible
Six feet deep
Under the ground; gurgling
Your palm pushes near my toe
Shake dirty curly child
Through the night grow(s)
And through the night it grows...
I think that (the) spring is five days walk from here
I'll wait through and watch it come undone
There's a frozen whisper near me
That will chuckle come daylight
Curl up
Between my gnarled thighs
Dirt beetle or lost child
This time is slow and my voice
Is inaudible
Six feet deep
In a near ditch
You tilt your head upward
And shake my bony hand
With your blackbird glove
Curl up
Between my gnarled thighs
Dirt beetle or lost child
This time is slow and my voice
Is inaudible
Six feet deep
2.Radium
Devoured heavens that haul the shores of my thought
In the empire of night I'm a victim of an audible heart
The building's nuclear gleam
Cruel houses of lost prayers
In temples of a nervous breakdown
I tread the boards of a dream
I kiss the mouths of dust
Radium
A spiral of human continuum
Radium
Occurs in the alkaline of imagination
Radium
Radium
The corrugated emptiness of magnetic lonely locusts
That catch my breath
Like daydreams of chattering aspens
At an opulent hospice
We'll nurse our hearts
From the fallout of sunsets
Radium
A spiral of human continuum
Radium
Occurs in the alkaline of imagination
Radium
Radium
Sometimes startled by our own darkness
Death has neither an end or a beginning
I must be dreaming, because I need myths and sickness...
A father must feather his followers and feelings...
To manufacture and create nuclear fusion in the minds or
radiation therapists
I can't think anymore
I can't dream anymore
I can't love (you) anymore
3.Jesus Fever
Is this all, the dark circled
Cracks and the crested eyes
Our deliverance, our deity cries
Watch me, watch me arise
This is the emergence of youth!
I have to break the face
Lift the effervescence and align the sky
Break the rocks and empathy deny
This is the emergence of youth!
Caught locked and brutalised
Thrown down you are the body, I am the mind
You deserve only suffering
I am divine
Here I am truly Scythian, alive
I evolve the world
My destruction belies
The buds of genesis, the fruit, the wine
I break the gables, the column, the vine
I am laughing in the temple of youth!
Jesus fever
Grievous Diva
Mischievous Shiva
Jesus fever
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