*

it's a wicked
bone cracking
spirit hacking
world
that sucks
the blood
out of the good
like leeches
making good
on bad, bad
loan

self-centered
mitigation
terms
more concerned
with their
own self-serving
bastardized mode
of transport

a one way
ticket
to hell

broken spirits
lost souls
carry on

Hide in Your Shell

*beat by the meat
of the system
then i'll do it
because we're
in this together
and we will
either rise
with the sun
or go down
with the moon

don't speak too soon
don't be so
quick to pass
judgement
unless you know
the fixed rate
is subject
to change

*so i want
to go to the city
and just ride
the transport
and no,
now let us
suburbanize
the sprawl
and take
all the jobs
out to
suburbian wonderland
where mother's
are found dead
on the floor
left alone
by father's
who know
longer know
the heart
and soul
of his God

in summary,
life's a real bitch
and mother is afraid
i wasn't going
to make it
and i might not
but i've made
it this far
without cheating
and robbing
and hurting
people
to meet
my own needs

so be it
if God
wants me
poor
and pathetic
and walking
the streets
listening
to the many
many tragic
stories
of the homeless
and downtrodden
and plain
beat by the meat
of the system
then i'll do it
because we're
in this together
and we will
either rise
with the sun
or go down
with the moon



*a broken down dream
of a hopeless
mother
with a
string of bad hits

step
up
to bat
take
the
bunt
the
full
blunt
force
that
kicked
in
the
shore
of
hell's
fury
tore
down
glory
no more,
in the flower
when the hour
is dead,

take
another
fall
bow
out
keep
the ball

grab
the cross
paint
the scene
purple
cup
the hand
bite it
off before
it bleeds
you mother

keep getting
the hits
and soon
they bounce
off like a
rubber wall

a room filled
with straw
the scarecrow
has left
the building
on the
last
ditch
effort
Elvis train

*walk around
in mid-breakdown
mode
all day
every day
wandering
the streets
confused
and distraught
no fear
it's here
God is near,
yet still,
waters run
deep in hell
and i slip
near a manhole
i watch
my back
every step
pick em
up heads
tails
leave behind
chasing
the dragon
down behind
some brick
building
they are
trying
to renovate
while
destroying
the rest
of the city
to save one
building

thinking
you have
to be the
sacrificial
lamb
in all
this earthly
strife
such delight
they take
in the fall
of other's
darkest night
i howl
you hear
me detest
the words
you spit
on me
i spit back

this life
makes me sick
and i'll stand
up and take
the bat
and swing
left handed
every time
and miss
and i don't
care walk
my ass
into heaven
with my child
in hand
that's all
that matters.

coz
the rest
of me
is already dead.

a raw open wound
bleeding
out
on the
silver spoon
that hit the deck
when the fan
fell
off
the revolving
door moon

man
hell
wonderment
sit back
and watch
the ride
go around
and round
over and over
no sound.