Awake today with Chardonnay
orange slices and a fruity array in a basket classic line ‘em up drastic stage too early to measure jus pour me another
wide fixture wine fix her
replacing the powder cuz that shit aint cheap I lost a heap but now I’m back I don’t even cheat I was a mix master neat tidy end of the hallway with a seat the dream still bleak but I remember the doorway guarded by Pegasus 8th sis and before all this the handfasting blessings mysterium passes awaiting masses
blending the pastels spraying pencils whatever passes through my graveyard train yard
my art lasting forever twisting far across horizon blinding you in the darkness when it goes by hues my latest and greatest across nations

high priestess has a goat on it’s horn blings a ring throat swabbed with an egg and cracked to show of what your made light white ends show the evil you will be turned into a vamp enter the chamber pillars sisters this her monster
society (highly) symbolizez eternity
Slowdance acrobats bam a bowlers hat his wife sample a whirly wind n try to look meanish hint of sadness retract hibernate sending through the too late gates bait cmon take the bait hate to tell ya replace hat on a casket (matterhorn maja faja had an ankle torn )

. bottom to top top soil oven in a coffin
veins pop globs
loads gulps
blush
push
thrash mulch stops
then starts beating
bringing out the dead by slinging my lead
breath death to the demoness
dusty dress plus fangs cut up a neck
tech up fountain red blush
exhaust rusts
her lust near lost as she finishes him off
one last puff and now he’s one of us
test his fight
flight of the dove
less pulse less drugs corrupt dust you dare not touch
when theres new blood

8 8 8

yr a mutt in strife
here..i;ll give you one crystal ball it will protect against all down under
by oak ash and thorn theres a market fields of pumpkins and corn
the path leads you up the hill to the cottage of stone
horses ride in and a knight hand me a notice
I cut tha wax and read of yr journeys crystal ships. Pirates and storms
he’s still waiting for purity
my sword is heavy it’s been a long time without staff
I read and sit by the path I look down upon the lands
my third eye seeks my knight he thinks of black wine and alone together we are out of time

I regret that her blood was drugged it was unavoidable
flesh like camellias in moonlight like shadowed orchids fragrant and placed on tomb who?
you have to go to the lady in black
she who comes each year for several decades to lay her flowers on his grave some say shes a vamp or ghost her heart hammers wildly
fear speeding spreading like heat
the beat it;’s desperate rhythm
young girl on meth wheres black
dreams of a
dead man
got a regular date at the cemetery just to flirt with him

bottom to top top soil oven in a coffin
veins pop
globs loads
gulps blush
push thrash
mulch stops
then starts
beating bringing out the dead
by slinging my lead
breath death to the demoness
dusty dress plus fangs cut up a neck
tech up fountain red blush exhaust
rusts her lust near lost as she finishes him off
one last puff and now he’s one of us
test his fight
flight of the dove
less pulse less drugs corrupt dust you dare not touch
when theres new blood

(the old see death too clearly like Saturday s bad date in the cold bright light of Sunday mourning showering
afternoon blowing wreathes round marbles
on a flying carpet of jungles prints prince Vincent price hemlock dipped in honey sweet poison my vice)

whipsnake knew him in neuvo york danced the merengue with old man morte
throat comfort whistles wildly down vile alleys
gut bombs
lightening cuts a cloud in half rain comes and splatters the path
my telescope eyes follow the vast expanse
impress the head when he fed for the first time
test of strength reigns dead alive
dead end guy
his child a ghost wave goodbye
sunshine hide
jekel bites
tackle in flight
bread and butter for another
death grips I was right
writers block a marble slab
b lood bath
wrath thrash
rash
grass frosts lost boyz
a lack of energy
must get to the stash before your last fix
at a bash goes bad
brats fools drool in pools
deadly trash in rations till therez none left
just ashes to ashes
dust to dust
bloodlust
a promise
kept us up
past last snuff
circular cuts
cut em up
stress
lasts way past yr last half
plus
yr stuff fucks her up
last dance
spin in grass smokes the fog broke
at last someone to choke
unload reload unload reload
coax her to bed her body locked up fed her too many
hazy street lamp plenty light for us to see tonight
hand me the key
chain dreams
leave her cold
blood old

bottom to top top soil oven in a coffin
veins pop
globs loads
gulps blush
push thrash
mulch stops
then starts
beating bringing out the dead
by slinging my lead
breath death to the demoness
dusty dress plus fangs cut up a neck
tech up fountain red blush exhaust
rusts her lust near lost as she finishes him off
one last puff and now he’s one of us
test his fight
flight of the dove
less pulse less drugs corrupt dust you dare not touch
when theres new blood x2

when you lose her her dancing number dismembers