Poetry and Writings

The smell of life in the water Makes me wonder  If there is an altar  For water Gods Still in shape  Making pilgrims cruise Let it flow  Let it go  I don't care because I got Them deep river blues

The wrong things The right songs The bright people The strong thoughts And the miracle of the sheeple...

They are all so pretty But so scrupulous  In so many ways I wonder if ever I'll get a chance  To romance a lady From other shore of life Question I cannot ignore But you babe drive, just drive!

I'm past that stage of a sage in a rage But I find my mind to be in state Of sophisticated madness

Maybe with eye for an eye The world will become half blind But with a tooth for a tooth We all will just need a dentist

My heart was minced, Chewed, swallowed, then shat out, And returned back to me But you know what? It is still beating.

To hell and back again Mr. Buckingham I need a new drink As every other sinning man I want to break the floor And dance upon the fire  Of complete terror Now here me roar, Oh, here me roar

I'm crzay, I'm mad, I'm evil, I'm sad Would you love a madman, honey? Common babe, it's that bad! Common break my heart, I'm already half dead.

Your fake love was never true Your remarks about me  Never kept their hold As if I wasn't torn enough Tormented by the shame You had to cut me deeper To drive me insane Bloody vessel of God Be damned unholy creature Go back to Hell My love is over for you

Athletic and poetic Kind of insane Still playing this solo game I bet there is no reason I bet there is no cause For the prohibition Of merry time loss!