Sunday, August 13, 2006

It doesn't

It doesn't make any difference
What any of the others do

The soul in your heart is enough
The sun in the sky is enough
Sometimes it is through tears
That we see who it is that's tough

And sometimes it's the flowers
That hold their head up in the rain
And sometimes it is grace itself
That lifts us up from this life's pain

Sometimes memories go clear
And a clean light comes shining through
Sometimes it is to the whole of the world
When we say to a single person

I love you

11:05 pm
transcribed this time
10:16 am


Saturday, August 12, 2006

She had a streak of violence in her

That took on aspects of a freight train
Or a leopard hunting at night
Or an owl striking silently in the forest
What ever it took to win the fight

She moved with swift decisive deliberation
She could angle in the from the side
Or do a direct all out frontal assault
It was best not to perch on a pedestal of pride

While she was in the area
Sharpening her knives or cleaning her guns
She did not like nancy fancy pants boys
And beat them up just for fun

She liked to wear leather and latex
She gleamed exertion’s sweat
Her eyes shone with intensity and focus
She collected hard on overdue debts


Actually it gave her an over all erotic tone
She paid her dues to know her own mind
She walked with confidence and purpose
But even when still you just knew she was

One of the dangerous kind

11:08 am
transcribed this time
11:44 am


Speaking of disgusting

Slobs like you always think you can push
Always think you can sneer and shove
Always think you can get away with
Some sleight of hand and degrading love

You just want to be irritating and demeaning
You don't ever expect a return attack
You always want to keep it petty and bed wetty
Or else you'll whine and come around the back

You're a gutless wonder a nothing
A never was and never ever will be
It's not my fault you don't have the courage
To open your eyes and honestly see

9:29 pm
transcribed this time
11:14 am


Thursday, August 10, 2006

Doctor.....cure thyself

Isn't it time for you

To stick a gun in your mouth
Or at least jump off a roof
There must be some way for you
To get a glimpse at the truth

Perhaps a shotgun
Put firmly under the chin
Would give you access to
Curt Corbain's last grin

Maybe some sleeping tablets
And a bottle of old rye
Anything to get you out of
This life you live as a lie

Maybe a hot shot of heroin
You could go as a rock star
Anything at all to get beyond
Who you sadly pathetically are

How about a razor blade
And a slash across the wrists
In a tub of hot water
And a suicide note that insists

That you are not an idiot
A worthless doctor a hack
Who isn't merely mistaken
But actually doesn't know jack

9:18 pm
transcribed this time
9:22 pm


Wednesday, August 02, 2006

She sat down before the overflowing toilet

She sat down before the overflowing toilet
And got herself ready for lunch

She had a big spoon in her back pocket
She had a sanitary napkin tucked under her chin
She looked around her new makeshift diner
And grinned a big ol sh*t eating grin

Because she knew she had it all now
She had daring arrogance and panache
She was the upper crust of elitist defeatists
She was the queen of walking talking trash

No longer just a randumb incident
She was part of life's big suck cess pool
Specifically reserved for the porcelain faithful
She wasn't just another mere regular fool

She basked in all her glory as the
Overhead heater came on glowing red
It helped ripen up all the fumes she drew in
Through her nostrils and through out her head

She had a lust for this type behavior
She wasn't ever going to be held back
She saw the Islamo Fascists thugs mugging
And knew just who to back stab and attack

As she kept repeating the dry statistical numbers
Of the American forces killed in action
Swearing all the time she was for peace of course
Oh but how she loved her perceived slimy traction


At being beyond all questioning
And definitely out of reach of any doubt
She knew exactly what she was doing
She knew what it was all about

As she gorged down knowing it would
Maker her a remarkable unmistakable winner
Matter of fact to her it felt so right
She kept right on till it was time for dinner

And then kept going for more
And more and more

11:20 am
transcribed this time
9:12 am