Thursday, July 31, 2014

Operation Gleaming Iris (written in Venice Beach)

Man, the heartbreak is like, deranged oblivion.
 Dust wants to take you from which it hence.
The colored dirt that decorates a girls face is a reminder,
 like a flower that wails, to ascend from personal, inner hell.
There is no escape from dust, it covers the desert with its shroud
 and the sky with it's veil.
Thinly, dimly, does one fear that life is just a tear
, from the eye of the sky.

 Superspy Giorgo in the Bosphorous
be the saviour to preserve our words and breath as they write
dignitaries in the halls of eternity,
oh Superspy Giorgo kindly wrestle the Quintessential White Ray Gun
from the bitter and yellow-velveted hands of the D.E.C.E.P.T,
 Order of the Ovarian Ovoid.
 Roaring is the stardive, pleasant phantasms, let us remove our ashen hoods
 to reveal our true identities to the sidekick, Agent Olga,
whose long legs are the pillars that hold monolithic testaments
 to ancient hegemonies that divide knowledge and time.
Weeping is the sunclock in the shadow of her blonde mane that glows in starlight.
Let us undertake the mission, Operation Gleaming Iris

Thursday, March 13, 2014

Poems written at Hollywood and Venice Beach

Dark Creature Flakes (written in Hollywood)
fondant pitch-blue, on knees bees
with a fine-tooth honeycomb
love like a mystery
monster marshmallow
in dark creature flakes
oh oh
are you the surprise?
the hook-up, the pin-up, the cover girl
on the box of
dark creature flakes?
gives the kiddies the shakes
yummy delish red goo snakes
blitz, pour in the boob tube fizz
sizzle the sterovision sugar
crying moon on the spoon
on the rush, the sweet high
slap, slap the dimple on the thigh
you'll find love
like a hair on a marshmallow
monster on your
dark creature flakes
gives the kiddies booty shakes
you'll find love
like a mystery surprise
you gonna by the toy
you gonna be the love
you gonna be the toy
dark creature flakes
gives the kiddies booty shakes

real or unreal
like the pink and baby blue as
a Hollywood sign, fucking retro
get that all funky
making reality junky
yes, real or unreal
ours is the stage of which stages
are defined
we built your world
you are the imitators
we are the realities
our movies are vast universe
our movies is the world
from which you
grasp reality is
real or unreal
by the fishnet stocking
on the legs up a sultry L.A. maiden
she defines the reality in her allurs
she makes the film engines purr
trickling with digital sweat
the paramount of trust in 
the lust
the riden-fringes of the ethereal
princesses that lust beyond
the frivolity of being, that
non-sensical endures
knowing nothing but unraveling
the senses
that need to 
know to feel
to feel knowledge
as orgasm

do you place the mind's ritualized mask
on your fellow man
that takes the stranger into danger
breaking instutionalized tradition
now we furrow the bloody meadows
entwine the sheds of the dust of 
Yes the delivered embers
that burned a poem in the palm
of the hand that
struck the man that took
away the millenium fuck
long the ebb of cities sigh
streets thtat become the hair
on muscled legs, the sweat from 
pores, shining television of
everlasting digital fire
walk now with a new disguise
that hides every man in an 
invisible shadow
the darkness of ignorance
I want to see the spinning girl
the spinning girl, an oasis in
the desert
of engine and asphalt lust.

real or unreal
like the pink and baby blue as
a Hollywood sign, fucking retro
get that all funky
making reality junky
yes, real or unreal
ours is the stage of which stages
are defined
we built your world
you are the imitators
we are the realities
our movies are vast universe
our movies is the world
from which you
grasp reality is
real or unreal
by the fishnet stocking
on the legs up a sultry L.A. maiden
she defines the reality in her allurs
she makes the film engines purr
trickling with digital sweat
the paramount of trust in 
the lust
the riden-fringes of the ethereal
princesses that lust beyond
the frivolity of being, that
non-sensical endures
knowing nothing but unraveling
the senses
that need to 
know to feel
to feel knowledge
as orgasm

strike dreams before they strike you
it's a fight for the future
winning the minute and hour
I am the master of Time
this is my sand, that dribbles
from the glass
held in the caressing hand of 
slender goddess, her silk is
the silver screen of silver stars
brought to live thru the long darkness
the hot light burns
it burns her into excasty
she is the orgasm of cinema
she will make you pay dearly
for the pop, candy, and popcorn
as you sit, staring at her curves, 
putting a movie ticket between her breasts
let us know that
we must be the directors of
our dreams
our minds
our future
we are not stuffed otters in 
a glass box menagerie
we are gods
we are stars
we are the stars that shine through
the silver screen across
never-ending theaters
theaters that make up
our universe

Monday, May 14, 2012

Poems during KCAI (1993-2000)

Most of the poems were during the years of Bjork's Debut, Post, and we can see an influence there.  David's poetry is more mature as he has studied, has read a lot by this time and many of these poems were submitted in his poetry class where he got an A+.

Afterbirth Stew (formerly, "Life")
the Afterbirth Stew
which Sally drank
not unlike opening of
the box of Pandora
not unlike the opening of her cunt
She becomes Phallic, dominating, like T.V.
He becomes a hole, vulnerable

Statuettes (Sept 19, 1995)
unbelievably saturated
pompous forms gave to rise
when the signals
become intricate like the buzzes of bees.

yellow yellow yellow tugboat
I w
dressed like furry bears or owls
or in a faux furry tigersuit
bleeding very very bloody cherry red

breeding statuettes, like Fellini women,
like James Bond women, in boyish
childish maybe, pan-like trance
so desperate in belief for the war-like.

I am Velvet (Sept. 19, 1995)
I want to enter something dangerous, and to feel free to explore
the boundaries, and to leave free, unscathed, bruiseless..
in fact, in escasty..

I want my toes to stir in something orange, hot, and opaque
I want a dark and wet forest, filled with projectiles called trees;
For every creature crackling and glistening chirps
It'll be so moist.. and it's so warms because  the trees keep out cold wind..

wet and warm.. impossible to be cold..
maybe you'll afford the luxury of a spoiling extra warmth from firelogs
hopefully there'd be chirpings of so many fireflies in the descent
or the moon and the sun, it's too much because you're in the wilderness
and you're in ecstasy

Not Knowing
the horrible spectacles
seeing pictures
rabid, flickering,
spectacles for spectace

the projected eye
from myself
I see my black hole

a crazy murder, blood for text
the dark bunny-mouse is laughing
you want thick cow-webs
thick like velvet covering your bed

oh no, I have to laugh and
and weep at the sea the same time
dreaming the dark waves
crashing through doorsteps

a great scream of wonder
the great escape, the great spectacle
not knowing
in my hand I hold
a great red gem

the prism in the mirror
I uncover
secrets in the shadows
covering everything
a wave, illuminating,
only leaves me blinded

a sinister and dark teddy bear
and a dark bunnymouse

I am a dark bunny-mouse
I am cute but creepy

I laugh from a shivery mood,
trying to feign indifference.

there is a long pause between
two violent episodes,
sounds of tappings and beats.

I feel empty
I feel cold
the heart is quickened-

Only if you knew that it wasn't true

stand down by me

Only if I could say it,
but my tongue grows old.

and I get bored...

the moment of silence,
is thus ended.

I only want to see things in a certain light
which is a problem,
a conflict-creating mechanism:
things are obscured in shadows.

If I am transformed inmy work-
but this mirrors whoever reads it.

How boring.

A man eats shit by request of a monkey.

It happened to be a day (Oct 19, 1995)
It happened to be a day like this
beautifully dark outside from the clouds
signaling a storm to come
rising from the autumn heat, the sun,
blinded by it's own reflection
stepping aside for an early moon
unnerving unexpected stare on our heads;
but soon, the rays are absorbed,
leaving everything to life, everything to life,
the changes in the stars.

crossing with swords
we exchange quarters
parting with swords
we exchange quarrels.

whistles of birds wouldn't
quiet us
in a game of croquet
when it's so silent
we listen to our rhythms
of wooden balls and our
wooden mallets.

what do you mean when you
the minute after the hour
and after every hour, every hour
the big hand is there
and the small hand here.

contemplating sipping juicy lemonade-
you slap my face with a white glove
I'd just whiffed snuff
And I'm not in the mood

When it's so quiet (oct 3, 1995)
When only muted voices
of terrible bangs
I hear

your voice
maybe the voice
that only the tiny hairs
of my ears

What only breaks my silence
my heart squirms a throbbing chasm
to my throat
uttering my call and my cries
your mouth, your name

Ahoy (Oct 3, 1995)
he's deep down at the river
making waves
not understanding
a thing you're saying

the wind overpowers his toyboat
this is where he's staying,
he says, his sails, his mast, and all.

step ashore,
lucky him, he has ears
for sirens.

boys. (Oct 3, 1995)
I weep at the sea
it pulsates me
sending me to hell in escalators
and elevators rising
furious accelerators

sending me to islands
where I tot my boy gun rage
sexual fury
stealing magazines from bookshelves
dreaming about the girl that was never there

you shoot toy pellets
they don't hurt
soon, you could.

I now believe that the reason behind man's exinct
I now believe that the reason which
I believe that time is not infinite, but rather it is finite, Time is a word, but it's definition, the "reasoning" behind it's written, visible, recognized,  recorded by the friction of: pen to paper, chisel to stone, sound of speech to silence, etc.

Telly Blue
the way your trees sway
with the wind
so serene
yet with violence
in the way they echo
whispers coming from the

forget the stars, there's an
shiny stoplights littering the
cars and loggers
footprints and pavement

telly blue
all this electricity doesn't fit
in this lodge
I'd listen to the radio
but I'm afraid the
taxidermic heads would hear

For B.
Did I hold your heart in my hand?
you held mine
I held it for you.

To B.
your verbs shudder in my ears.
I cry at your call
you do not know my name

yet you call me.

a form so dissolute
you bite
with hate

but after seeing
there is a form
to love.

the silent breast
you said there would be no

your orbs and the moon
sticky orange ice candy
spiral wallpaper
covering your yellow house
well, just the inside

and it's very campy
yes very exciting
I see your cute orb
peering through the
cracked door

you flick your tongue
through the keyhole
I rush to the door
but you lock it

yet I see the beauty,
the surrounding countryside
looking at the moon glowing
but I'd rather be inside.

extremely tiny footprints of sweat
where shadows
itis hot
extremely tiny footprints of sweat

branches follow
haven't you noticed
they sweat
extremely tiny footprints of sweat

the mildew is extremely sweet
knobby elbows, seen,
can't help but notice
extremely tiny footprints of sweat

you raise your arms
you lick

extremely tiny footprints
of sweet sweat.

The trees may have many flowers,
but only you and I have one.

two nights (Nov 21, 1995)
Two nights, sparked by early dusk
spent searching for sleep
watching for me to awaken...
I see you, help me, I am afraid
of my senses, I await relief
and then to talk with you
about everything
and to hear you smile
about everything.

I am sorry, sorry for having
closed lips; I was absorbed, suspended;
A sentence should bring relief,
a warm, mutual sigh..

Tell me where you are from
and I see the unraveling of dream-like spaces,
tell me all your loves and desires
and I explore new sensations,
tell me what you hear and listen to
and my ears are restored,
tell me who you are
it's embedded in me, forever....

 I am Velvet (rewrite) (Sept 19, 1995)
I want to enter something dangerous, and to feel free to explore
the boundaries, and to leave free, unscathed, bruiseless...
-in fact, in ecstasy...

I want my toes to stir in something orange, hot, red and opaque
I want a dark and wet forest,
filled with projectiles called trees;
for every creature crackling and glistening chirps
It'll be so moist... and it's so warm,
because the trees keep out cold wind...

wet and warm.. impossible to be cold...
maybe you'll afford the luxury
of a spoiling extra warmth from firelogs
hopefully there'd be chirpings
of so many fireflies in the descent
of the moon and the sun, it's too much because you're
in the wilderness
and you're in ecstasy...

long-flowing sand crumble beneath my muscles
the grain's make an imprint of everything, the winds, the sea, and I
everything is washed away
I lock myself safely in my vessel, tiny wooden nutshell
the waves mean everything, they are my fears
rocking my house apart

I never want to step on land again, never again
mad am I, sea-drenched debauchery
yet I refuse to leave my bouyant hearth
the mad wailing siren is in me, in the back of my mind
beckoning me to the deep

should I then recall, the flashing vigor o fmy eyes
damn self-doubted reflections, firery orbs you ignore
feed the fire, endless hunger
step back on land, do not put it out with water
never never never never ever.

whom in the back of my mind I project desires,
the mad wailing siren within, match for match
glancing eyes, see not the beckoning

let not the endless wail die down.
unfetttered fresh sleep, you may ponder
but not the late, really late extra hours
face the sun quickly, before it reaches it's zenith

the sea is a strange old mother, alien, self-absorbing
musky murky channels of blue, life-giving waters
the predators are your fears, the jet-black sharks
with streaks of gold and wings of angels.

every man lost to the waves is the old man,
lover of this strange wailing siren, she fucks in
rhythmn to the moon, a long eternal coitius.
her smile is a wide as every grinning shark

"at the very least, you are not a corspe among men" she consoles
to argue that you are dead like dogs would angerher, so you
reply, "your majesty, the sea reeks of fish urine"

hve no fears, the ballrooms of Atlantis are iundated
with perfumed waters
spent cracking skull of Neptune. Lovely bleeding melee
of muscles. every ship a coffin. or neither, a hearse.
"every man a coffin" she confides.
her hair is infused with the sea. It is salt itself,
living salt.
"the sea will die soon, the firery neons fading, every fish a
rotting stink".

to Hemingway
where is gone days of late
my memory is much more of
a memory, now pauses like
a quick dream,
leaving behind only enough for taste.

old papa, you surely couldn't be a man's man now
but I could be wrong- you are a goddamn party animal
and I'd box you anytime

because I like the pain
show me how to be a man's man
sprawling there on the shattered-glass shodden canvas
your fist leaves a memory-

"lets fight like animals
no-not like animals.
like men"
taming the bull with your hand signing satan
lion at the bar, mirrors scattered around,
a falling window
(Ive masturbated more than you shot geese)

blood pressure readings are scawled
among the bathroom walls
near the paper ends" John Wayne: 40 Grit.
At the highest point in Key WEst
and torrents of beer at Sloppy Joe's. 

?(age 21)
the old man grows old to be an infant-
brimming adolescence, I want it now-
I'm two decades plus one, exhausted bullshit,
what is a lie? Am I thinking, I've sensitized myself
to myself, if nothing pleases me surely,
Im must return to the dusty chalkboard
I am thinking, if I am me, which a I am,
nontheless, but am in great conflict,
mirroring great self-anger.

Nothing can touch me, or, I want to
feel all pain, and ridiculous
puppy love.

Am I sensitized to my feelings?

O man, this is silly bullshit.

slithering spears made their criss-crossing zig-zags
acting as incurable, reckless paradoxes
of being gamemaster in your precious circles
withering from projected, mirroring anger

a perfect gift, a new neighborhood to be lost in
a new taste to engorge, to be reborn
to feel again hearty exchanges of enchanting glances
to be mad again, mad to grasp everything in fury

unrelentless tents, treehouses, clubhouses,
the hearth of your dreams, visionary nightmares
freely explore terror, every shadow a monster
Napoleon kissing a boy's shoes

unheeding violence, rivers of homes and tenenents go
plunging into the recesses of childhood,
harsh mazes, to be lost,
make me wander among faces,
wander into frail, murky
ever so loving, fierce
neighborhoood of boys and girls again.

am I a wimp?
Rather it could be from delusional thinking,
that prepares me to grasp the now,
to cater to it for the benefits of my
interests, knowing, the ever-ready zest for life.

I am powerless.
(But I have power. it is by being powerless I
receive power.)

the hard-bitten self-confidience
is the extreme anger towards the self
proposing a drastic change in lifestyle


touch me Midas
make me rich
touch me Midas
touch my penis
make it golden

Wednesday, May 11, 2011

poems and songs before 1993

Assorted high school poems pre-1993
(this is embarassing stuff. Of course one has to write terrible poetry/songs before one writes a good one. I was a pre-teen when I wrote most of these)

come to the temple
the inner sanctuary
come alone, come very far
along the dirt road
up the river that flows

I've come all the way
just to say
how could I live for nothing
don't let me go alone
I need you more than
what you could give
I intend to do with all
my heart
you make me crazy, baby

I’m not sure what I know
just let go
I'm walking in the rain
during a dark night
i go up the steps towards the red light
it hurts to let go
cause I love you so


jump a plunge
into the depths below
all it takes is another step
off the ledge we go
it's all so easy, so fragile
we weren’t born to go slow
if there's anything I can do
for you, the girl I love so
if it would mean death
I would do so

jump, jump, jump
jump jump jump
into the depths I go
I jump
I jump
I fall

be more sensitive to your woman (x2)
times will come when she will cry
so understand
the pain she's going through
and give her none of your
male pig blues
stop your male pig blues (2)
and buy your girl a ring
take her a ride
write a poem
that's really sweet
feel her neck
and give her a warm kiss

be more sensitive to your woman (2)
take care of her really good
cause her heart is easy to break
give her a ride to the lake
and put a flower in her hair
feel her neck
and give her wanton kiss

be more sensitive to yr woman (2)
I'm telling all you pigs
you gotta, you gotta
be more sensitive to yr woman (2)
love love love
live live live
long long long
give give give
kiss kiss kiss

sweet thoughts envelope me like a flower
dances in my mind, dances in my mind
an image of a woman with power
if she really exists, she's mine

I go insane- I find her
i try- I find

a blooming flower in the middle of the orchards
picked by my hand
she's a bloomin' woman
spring time hair and summer skin
autumn eyes and wintery lips
there's a time when you can't miss
havin' your mind consumed by a kiss

she has friends everywhere I go
she has ears softer than mink
I would like to know what she thinks
of her curious man, of her curious man
who went to take her to his band
and play music like no other man

write her some sweet poetry, sweet as her harpi' voice
take a smell of her hair
and the aroma will get yo stoned

Ill take her on a ride
to the babylonian lake
where all the lovers make
she's a bloomin woman (4)
my bloomin' woman
my wanton woman----------
they shout, the immobile ones
the tall pillars of stone
immaculate to all but one crone
a crone but beautiful of all
who for the sun shone

she leaps above the dusk
and ducks from the musk
of strange trust
of evil men

they swoon, the evil men
over the desirable crone
fit for the western king's throne
she devoids all
all but one
not evil but understanding
that good tidings
cannot be brought
by anyone's innermost thoughts

he sits atop a marble pillar
and looks at the desert croon
velvet pillows he'll never have
but will settle for her mettle
he speaks of the crone
the wanton woman

your soul trembles at the evil ones
the ancient ones
who travel down the path
to the king
I don't shoon
for the ones
who follow the moon

angelic girl
your wantonness
speaks immaculately
for the time being
of my self-consciousness
I enter the gates of my silvery sub-consciousness
your are in the forest
you are in the dreams
the stuff of legends
that grips my writhing heart
in yearning
even after years of learning
the lost love is burning
a deep hole
black and scorched
sunshine girl-----
let her hair roam free
I came to see
her beautiful self to be
I wanted to need

hello sunshine girl
watch the summer grow
I've always loved my girl
sunny, sunshine girl
Ive always loved my girl

amber hair, loving in demure
I've got no soul
if I lied about my girl
with the shining summer curls

just let me say, girl
please don't make me a fool
i just want you, girl
i'm gonna say this, girl
I love you, girl

please understand girl
i've got nobody else
've been waiting amongst
a legion of souls
and I find you girl
(1st verser repez0

Il die for you girl
no matter how hard I try
you might reject me, girl
interested in some other fool
please don't be shy, I'm no sly
please don't ask me why
its just cause the love
swells me up so
it's all Ill ever know
so love me so

sunshine girl 92)
shine for me girl 2
I love you girl 2
sunshine girl 2
the moon screeches at the devil's tide
the shores of inner sanctum
where the fools hide
follow the beacon
to the circles of stones
a crow pickin'
at the wanderer's bones
how can they swee
in the sanctuary bein' alone
don't they know
that they are free
and bein' alive
shrug off the fool's pride
and know that the crowds understand
how can you be
what you don't see
but being alive and free
let go of the chains
the legs that go lame
wear the wings
that make you sing
being alive and free
enter the blue edifice
the pillars of your thought
not once, but thrice
the tools of late relics
on fuzzy dice
hera you heart lie
think the thoughts
immaculate to yourself
and tune in the other side
the land beyond the borders
atop the blue edifice
the pillars of your subself
the insane flower that blooms
from the black soil of
your soul, the eyes of
the dark windows that reveal
nothing but fire
see the crowds roar
hear them chant
our name
and tell them
it's always the same
it's always this way
can't things change?

iv'e gotta change
my ways
gotta play a new game
achieve higher fame
I'm always the one to blame
and that's gonna change
I'm gonna be no slve
I'll stand up and be brave
withstands posedion's tidal wave
but that's the way I'm made
but I could change
lonely livin' lack of love lost
I want to love I
hey girl, it's all a lie
no matter what everyone says
it's nothing but false words
i'm still what you want me to be
don't be blind, try to see
the person I'm bein'.

I admit= I go crazy sometimes
but not as those false lies
just jokin' arond- you know me
cant you just see
the truth I'm bein'

Ive got nothin' to hide
nothin' to hide
nothing' to hide
nothin' to hide
nothin' to hide
just let it ride
I've gotta hear the music I play-----------
mirrors broken by the music
my ears tremble and bleed
to strain, to hear
the music I want to hear
the music I want to hear

i want to hear nothing
but the beat and the vocals
hear the music in your mind (2)
hear yourself scream
bite your tongue
lash out and yell
break the barrier
shout it out
let yourself go- aaaaaaah!

ride to the sanctuary
and say:
I've gotta hear
the music I play
noting tells me as much
that I could shrug
off the challenge
unless the beat shakes my mind
to say
I've gotta hear the music I play (4)
dances in my mind, dances in my mind (2)
she does nothing but dances in my mind
I cant get this woman out of m my mind
I'm goin' crazy, tryin' to find
this mysterious woman that captured my mind
I don't know if I've got time
I gotta live
and it should be with the woman
in my mind, in my mind (2)
can't you understand
that she won't go free
unless she becomes my woman
then I will be able to see
her true figure in human form
dances in my mind dances in my mind (2)
i'm wanderin'
findin' nothin'
i collapse at the sandy beach
the woman is out of reach
I awake
I find
the woman dancin' in my mind
dancin' in my mind, dancin' in my mind(2)
I finally find the woman
who dances in my mind
I'll be glad when this bullshit is finally over
doin' what I feel
lettin' the pain heal
if anything's real
gonna go riding alone
gonna go riding alone

let me be, I gotta think
over the mountains
a girlie- i love
I lied
I cry
gonna go riding alone (2)

oh help me save me
help me save me
Ive betrayed
we lied
I cry
gonna go riding alone (2)

lonely lashes (?) of lost love
I lied
I try
gonna go riding alone

understand me
free me
help me
I lie
I cry
gonnna go riding alone (2)

love me
kiss me
? me
I lied
I cried
gonnan go riding alone (2)

stay w/ me
be w? me
I lied
I cried
gonna go riding alone (2)

forgive me
save me
help me
I lied
I cried
gonna go riding alone (2)
she's a bloomin woman (2)
a mysterious woman
dancin' in my mind (4)

I've never met anyone like her
she dances in my mind
dancin' in my mind (2)
an insane flower bloomin'
in my mind

you gotta be more sensitive to yr woman
gotta, gotta be more sensitive to your woman (2)
and you' get her or shell''
dance in your mind
dance in your mind

she will make you go mad
she will make you go insane
she's a bloomin' woman
she's a bloomin' woman
be more sensitive to your woman
and you shall have her
in your arms
she's a bloomin' woman (4)
i've got nothing to hide
i've got nothing to hide
look inside me
and you'll only find
what you always
wanted me to be

forget those lies
and become mine
find the truth
or die
I've got nothin' to hide
if the lie is truth
I’ll die
screaming' in my mind!
possessed by a demon
I'm never myself
only you can
find the person
I'm really
(cuss words)
hey, woman of the nations
hey, woman of the nations
reekin' of adoration
I crawl in your lamentation
durin' my summer vacation

hey woman of the nations 2x
you’re' my temptation
puttin' me to elevation
findin' my levitation

hey woman of the nations 2x
let’s find some fun
under the summer sun
what's done is done
from now on it's just fun

hey woman of the nations 2x
woman of power
bloomin like an insane flower
under the springtime showers
i weep
I look at myself
i try
but I die

new monk man----------------------------
i look in the mirror
i see fear
of the future
I feel my skin shear
like a dog on a spear
I can't hear
my past is too tough
to bear

who am I? What am I doing?
who cares?
fuck it!
fuck everything!
forget the bullshit!

try to understand
that now is now
the past is noting
only new matters
try not to think of the past
and future
do what you can
to mend the pain
and move the legs
that go lame

I am what am
try to understand
I can change
I am anything

forget what you just heard
I'm gonna change
I'm gonna change
I'm gonna take a shower
with flowers
I'm no longer the same
i'm gonna try to stop
from going insane

It’s all bullshit
fuck everything
who cares
just forget it

comon man
I'm the new monk man (4)
changin my ways
just let me say
im a new monk man
and fuck you
if you forget that

a new monk man (7)
black moon-bloody sun
gotta gotta have fun
nothing left to do
come over, swollen bliss
enter from overturned
a mime lives
with a woman
mime is mime
woman cheats on mime
and mime is sad
and commits
and died
hey little fella-
I’ve got a story to tell
once upon a time
there was an old man atop the hill
he smelled this flower
and told her
to stay away from girls

and I said
fuck you, old man
you are a homosexual
stay away from me old man
I'd rather lick pussy
than suck dick

well, I left
and went to town
I stayed there all night
there was this girl
and into a room
and some fun
so old man,
you’re' wrong
let it slide-------
let it slide 2x
let it ride 2x
back in your arms, baby
back into your legs
let it slide let it ride 2x
it's midnight
havin' fun tonight
gonna come baby alright
let it slide let it ride 2x
get high 4
all-night 2
let it slide let it ride 2x
get high 4x
all-night 2x
back into your arms, baby
back into your legs
let it ride let it slide 2x
it's midnight
havin' fun tonight
gonna ome baby, alright
let it ride, let it slide 4x
someone called you a liar
no- it's fire
it's desire
not a liar
it's fire and desire
not a liar
it's fire and desire (all 2x)

o- dee-o-jay
hey I oookee a
hey, ooo ea
hey Im talking to you

hey, back to the roadhouse 2x
our life's been rough
silver skin snake
we thought we'd never make it
we thought we’d never take it
hey back to the roadhouse 2x
all the girls scream for you
screamin for your body
screaming for your behind
you lucky guy
other full o eyes ??
don't hide from shame
enjoy your fame
tae it hard
to it hard
go down
go up
you take it as a man 2x
you gotta your woman
think hard 2x
move hard 2x
endless fun 3x
back to the roadhouse 4x
you’re wrong----------------
you’re wrong
your'e all wrong
you’re thinking too fast, baby 2
think harder 2
take it the time it takes
to really know me
no ignorance
you used to like me
but for some reason
imp just another sex pot jerk
not oh no
that what shouldn't believe

I’m all hurt inside
imp all confused
I want you
I need you
I love you

you’re thinking wrong baby
you gotta think long baby
you’re wrong
you gotta stop what you’re believe in
you’re you’ll never find
such really nice guy
so long
I leave, to leave you think
and I’ll be back
another time
so long
so long
so long
so long
zip, zip, zipoooo- zip
oooo! aaaaa!
jack had a good suck
Jill gave to him
now she a good lick
jack and Jill went up the hill
and 69 each other
and then-
he buttfucked her
yodella yodeloo
yodelaaahy yodeloo
let's listen to my blues
oh forgive my bloody shoes
I’ve I made a mess
rivers run swift- money lift
yode- ay- yodeloo 2
white candy, iced lice o chack
chock o chock o cock
bromide block
acid lock
fuck o a good fuckyodela looo 2
the yellow sun beat upon the ground and scorched the
shrived corpses that lay upon it. death has come
to walk upon the earth and soil it.
there was a time in the beginning of the school year
when I was crazy and everyone used me
used me as a joke
I didn't care- I wanted everyone to think I
was cool- but they didn't
ignorant blogs stupid snobs
don't have a job
no money for parties
no stereos or a car
how did it go this far
to this meid year
wasting my autumn and winter
dates without a car
I lost to of my friends stealing
my best friends are jerks
gotta drink more
silver in the sky
tongues speak waggling green
dying for anew spring
atonaiton ceremony
gotta live in wondrous bliss
trying to read her lips
me and her goin ridding
gazing at the merry sky
under moonlit cafe
iced coffee and a smoke
run about, chivalry
honorable valor
mark woke up in bed. I'm awake but my eyes are closed. I cannot see the easels and brushes but I can feel the sheets and the pillows I am
trying to see I cannot see panic kicks in, I realize I am blind I scream, run from the sheets into the easels and brushes I nick my ankle
against a swirling orb sculpture
I can't believe we're actually alive in this universe
dutiless fervor
imagined languor
I stand picketed by the whole world
I am a myth, to me that's a tale very old
i live on top a mountain
we both form two seeing eyes
people climb up uncertain
winds pummel an churn em
chutes, pickly rose bush, close call
try to grab my hand before you fall
oral tale, literary epics- no
immortalized songs of the eyes.
not once, but twice
how many false smiles did you give today?
I’m trying to fall in love
but everything’s going the wrong way
I feel wary, I try to kiss
was it something I said
can feelings be renewed or long gone
or do we need time to think
for it seems were' holding back judgment
or being mislead
miscalculated emotions
error in communications
I’m scared of the dark silence
or intermingle chemistry w without a kiss
was there a thought I missed
a telltale sign I need to guess
do it!
go ahead!
I dare you!
do what you wanna do
I don't care just go ahead
no guts no glory
be free
if your free and you
do something
and took away someone’s
you drawn out yah
own jail
you gotta redefine
being free
did you sing while you were out waling in the forest?
the inhabitations were disturbed and the trees ruffled
were you being followed?
finally your eyes were laid to rest
when the trolled clubbed your head
knocked unconscious
gleaming fangs
' tongue lubricious
blood delicious
take a bite out my putrid flesh
take a bite out of my putrid flesh
and a sip of my cold blood
be careful not eat my eyes or my brain
just leave them out to melt in acid rain
just leave them out to melt in acid rain
leave my bones on the locomotive train
leave them to crack and splinter
on the locomotive train
with the rest of my remains
pour them in a well
so that they may poison the drinking water
now we may hear the trees
speak in the forest
high and proud, proud,
of the peace they so richly deserve
to end this story
let it be known upon to you
that it has a moral
when I look at the sun's hot face
I have to look away
when I look at your pretty face
I don't want to look away
I don’t want to be afraid

who needs to be in this love race
tired of losin' a afraid to show face
when we smile my fears are gone
but can we smile so long?

I like it when we mutually yawn
ears listen to imaginary Celtic songs
unless were' having a picnic at the farm
I just want to starve
oh no oh no ohno oh no oh no
I'm just goin insane
in my eyes I see you I’m sane
to this mad, mad, world I’m mad
it goes without saying that's ad
who need to listen to reason an logic
I like to laugh at everything tragic
at least it saves me from depression
call it a form of self0expression
love is a madness
mad, mad in this mad, mad world
it goes without saying that's aid
I'd like to tell you a story about my Nazi Granddaddy
built me tree house and taught me how to fly
made me give him a sponge bath for cookies
and that' where I saw his cannon tattoo
on his old shriveled penis
he lived n the farm, he says the manure
pile behind the barn
was where I was born
i didn't suck mommy's breast he said
I sucked the breast of an old goat

Oh what big eyes you have granddaddy (mosh chorus)
that’s for looking at pornography
oh what big teeth you have granddaddy
that’s for eating pussy
oh what big hairy palms you have granddaddy
that's from masturbating(end of mosh chorus)

Its' sure damn cold sleeping in he basement
thanks goodness I’m deaf or that rat’s noise
would wake me up from
trouble led sleep
framed portraits of Hitler and Charnels Manson
were relics of childhood memories
it hurts when he pees
so he makes me watch him
to make it easier for him
mosh chorus
She was a phantom of delight-------
one hot summer Sunday
on my way
at her feet I wanted to lay
she made me her suicide spy

she was a phantom of delight

don't get confused here
no, don't get confused girl
try to react to the way I act
comon baby it's alright
don't be afraid to spend the night

she was a phantom of delight (4x)

in the cloudy cool summer mountain breeze
the way I was behaving caused her to be laughing
melodious flower sweat warm soul Voke?: she smiles
and with my mischievous minstrel eyes
my voice wanes and flutters for her
spurts out a plundered "please"?

she was a phantom of delight 4x

my guess she lied but she didn't know
how to react
suspicious and funny was the way I act
Maryland, melodious voice
didn't know how to react
so I believed a fruit false limelight lie

she was a phantom of delight (4x)

phantom of delight 2x
try to end the endless night
woman of the watchman's light
woman of the never lands light
she was a girl from the dry cool air
girl from the abundant shore
try to end the endless night
try to end the endless night

she was a phantom of delight 4x
House of Sweat---------------------
blood and tears
your torn face
piss in the presence of bliss
now I’m being s
sick and mortified
gain pleasure from e sexual pain
mister rogers stuck
a monkey wrench from my eye
mister rogers tore
my skull from my face
mister roger banned me from the human race
he sent me
and other little children
to the house of sweat
house of sweat
house of sweat
let’s try to conform the sun-------------
let’s try to confrom the sun
'so that we may never see the one
or the tides that run

lets' try to conform the stars
and conform the sky
just don’t ask why

outon the fields, the snow fields
the little boy trampled about in his bare heels
didn't like the way he feels

out of the skies
the minds are falling
this is a dawn of a new era
it's time to accept this new age

hope we can remember the way it was
and hold it dear
above the rive
the water we hold so pure
sweet as we savor
waiting for our saviour
let’s try not to fall into the moor

let’s confirm the sun, les conform the sky
don’t ask me why
later you will remember
just hold it there
Sir Duncan was noble in battle
boasting of honorable deeds
his enemies heads rolled and rattled
all his foes should take heed
when at fray he cries:
you Born fools

daddy when you
come back or die on your shield (4x)

get me out of this monastery
me and lady Susie want to get married
yeah, out of your castle
yeah, out of your chapel
we're gonna live in foreign lands
forget being crusader
I said, were gonna live in foreign lands

maybe we’ll start our own sect
yeah go ahead and damn us to hell
forget worshipping your church icons
were heretics father
burn all heretics you said
force your religion on foreign lands
I’d rather fuck and fight
freedom i our paradise
is to use, that well take this risk
to be hunted like dogs, to be half-hanged,
slices before our faces, to be burnt alive
our heads chopped off and cut into
quarters so much as we
revel against paying for forgiveness
paying money for our sins to some false god
may we live off mother nature
and worship our own savior
the truth=======
I want to be sweet
i want to be gentle
I want to be kind
i do not want to e obnoxious
I do not want to be nasty
I do not want to be irritating
I want to be treated like a gentleman
I want to be hugged
I wanted to be trusted
caress the naked statue
the stone cold stone should feel something
purely sensual
and with care creep in the ancient library
in the entombed crypt
find pornography in calligraphy..

everybody should read the history of sex
including the karma sutra
learn more positions get more orgasms
get creative, make up some sexual fantasies
get perverse, and catch some disease

every king a bastard son but one
every birth a painful one
some offer offspring’s to the sun
because they just made love for fun

trapped in some sexual asylum
wondering how I must be touched
getting an orgasm in the most pleasurable way
wondering how others must be touched
getting an orgasm in the most pleasurable way

roman baths
ship loaded slaves
wandering knaves
whimpering babes
self-centered religion
misguided perception
hovels and harlots
brothels and hotels
tribal tradition
family intervention
wife trading
child selling
sinners stoning
unwanted boning

tastes great, less filling
sweet as honey, sour in the stomach
tastes great, les filling
tastes great, less filing
plastic Friday
plastic Friday
waiting for the end of the week
moonlit afterhours
and festivities friends
I hoped to seek
dying sunlight
won't you be my
love girl?

until dawn
I hoped
won't you be my
love girl?
wont you be my
on my plastic
on my plastic

the tables are drawn
the drinks are lined up
a thousand stars
a million whys...
plastic Friday
plastic Friday
lions tolled on this dirt
foaming, rising ashes
to dust..
serpent on the rise
serpents on the hunt..

mother liberty
screams with rage
opulent spheres
open my soul
to the wise..
knowledge fervent..
an enmity with the
subconscious man..
splendor riegns. asphalt dreams..
plastic Friday
plastic Friday

metal and stone
stone and metal
noble and bold
bold and noble
toil and tumble
stumble and boil
PSD= Pretty Brains
People who bullshit
Private Body Shop
Pet Boy
Peoples Brain Scan
Pretty Brains
when your fingers become callous
and your hair is stringy
tell what time it is
get up
exit sleep enter dreams
get down
enter dreams exit sleep
get up
get down
get up
get down
Sometimes I Go to the sea
and stand at the shore
where the waves and sand meet
and I’m standing, thinking
and I understand, though hard
under normal conditions..
and that's when I want
to try, to try to do something
for you..
but when I leave I miss
the sound of the surf and the
smell of the sea, I forget to
what I was going to do
if only you woudln't refuse...
lost in a dream
lost in a time
I’d rather be your king
Id rather be your lord
hark, to the newborn
hark to the spring
Sigmund Freud- I gott ask you a question
I think i am a garden snake
hanging by a branch on the olive tree
and being threatened by some red=breasted robin
is there something wrong with me?

i thought I was born in some cold iceberg
and I drifted to tropical paradise
the sun melted the ice
and some vacationing couple found me- is there something wrong with me?

I dream I was some sort of a driftwood
drifting across the deep dark sea
upon a tropical island I landed ‘and trees sprouted from me
is there something wrong with me?

I saw in my den is was snowing
and my lost mistrusted friend was standing
but he wasn’t really there
I heard some sort of creepy sounds
from some creepy movie
but it wasnt real
is there something wrong with me?

I flew with Icarus across the dark sea
I flew too close to the sun
and dealt with the unmerciful sea
and nothing happened to Icarus
is there something wrong with me?

I break my heart many times
by imagnined woman in imagined dreams
women of imagined beauty
whey do do this to me?
oh g Sigmund Freud
why do I do this to me
is there something wrong with me

my fate gave me to disaster
my fate gave me over to sorrow
my grief and a voice far
stronger with constraint
come circling around me

fore me disaster I had to set
for me there had to be sorrow

had to be
had to be

Sunday, June 27, 2010

abergeine (circa 2008)

Twilight frothing a pink
wraith that danced beneathd
disco ball mirrors
falling like withered petals
thrown from a
skeleton of a girl

it's a vampire ninja theme
at the Royal Hipster Shindig
of some Von Nimble
cool magistrate

thrusting, thrusting,
enchantress howls
from the sinking of suns
eyes of light
gleaming at her nakedness
stark wilderness
such is flirt,
knights on the prowl
knights that hunt (knights?)

hunting the snarling
meadows of orchids
bleak, the twilight's
glamdering sing song sword
is the kiss
peircing the night
blood of stars
weeping wilderness
in space
we on teh colored eye
that seeth and progresseth
the kisses, of skin to skin
of what are roses in
shining sorcereress kisses

each lock of hair turneth
a single color, as each
flower soon wither over

ah, they wish not
to be robbed?
let the sherrif of love
protect you
for his shruiken fly,
kisses for loves
and slaps for schemes
every flighty mischevious
escape, escape this dream
breath of mind, of life,
breath of being
give to live it's
princess dainty cupcake
twirling, frolicking
that with their paw-prints
give you a glitter

this blasting, an elder myth
echoing, echoing thick loud
in your skulls
the revelations of what
life was meant to be
lived, like a treasure
hunt in a labyrinth
more for the traps and
snares of your ear
for the bite, the
wrathful bite
is time taken away
stolen, for a cursing
and screaming thief
yet is silent, when he
robs screaming, yet not
heard, and thus..


ribald tales of Von Blochenfief
twaddling upsurps of the great
surge of twenty-thousandth moons
preening gnarly spats
adorning the winged flight
the ride
the ride
thus this tasting, tasting
a grand dessert
more floppish than the
nobelese teeny-bopper
escape the woes
phantoms that hide
the belongings of time

let each breath be
an inhalation of bouquets
an cotton-candy of a flower
a fine wine of kisses
eau deu chateau
sparkling mist shining
beneath elder elven
willows that hide nymphs
and satyrs
oh phantom
shining like ice cream
that brighens a girl's
day of sadness
stray, wild bunny,
why did you run away?
freaking, wild bunny,
why did you run away?

am I interrupting a book
as a character that doesn't
am I, a Mecha-Pilot
Aristocrat Royal Hero
in a land of boxed rooms, beehives
of sheltered wishes
hidng, scared,
afraid of demons
they are scared, pussies,
hiding beneath their desks
for they are scared
of the monsters
they don't have the knight's
balls to slay a demons?
they themselves, are
the monsters, scared
of monsters

oh say, ___________ fight,
__________ after us monsters
oh slay, the real
slay, the winged beast?
Such is my sing-song
humans weep, the cry
as they shed blood
for they are the seed of
the dragon

let us be knighted, and
slay the dragon
let us ride
let us ride
ride the ubermecha

oh mourning wise man
they proud and eloquent
soap box orations
we run to thee in need
in time of war
but we listen to what
monsieur moolah
says, green is the
forked tongue, a pitch-
fork on the butt.

oh, beared elder wise mentor,
thou now screameth:
why do we fight each other?
for we must slay the true
monster! we must slay
the dragon

Nearly Recent Songs and Poems. Circa 2005-2007

blazen orchid did a flame fell
(fire fallng gently
its fragrant reaches you with embrace- ?)
like your kiss blown far away
unseen unheard (unsuspect)
felt, on these unpursuing lips
madness of the night
why do you wail, little girl
razor tear cuts
through your eyes
pitch black
is my kitten's mittens
she'll do the frug
throw a log into the fire
what else is there to feel
Id thought death had me in
her robe
until I felt her blazen..


like burnt perfume stick
my being, my blood
reeks of enchanted incense
my blood is like
a perfumed garden
drink my blood
my darling darkling
inhale the perfume
mysteries of enchantment
pleasures unraveled
make love travel
heat glowing in my
throbs, echoing moans (?)
joy is the lighting strike
kiss (?) awe inspiring tears
fragrant being, sceptre
is this mistress
water lily girl leaps
enchanted twirping darkness


chant, chant her name
look in the mirror
and smile at her ghost
when she appeared
chant, chant her name
down by the river
kids look for
bones, happy to make a story
chant, chant her name
shell dance by your side
before you know it
you asked for something different
this is it
chant, chant her name
she's got a skit
wif her goin-out girls
after a number or two
life will seem so few


Glide the serpent's seas
smitten by mermaids arse in the wave
ride the vessel through evergreen
bitten by vixen's sorcerous delights
dark age jet setter, rawr
dark age jet setter, rawr
did you worship the bitch with horns
did you worship the bitch with a tail
hail the Valkyre, her bite runs deep
hail the Valkyre, her claws tear skin
dark age jet setter, rawr
dark age jet setter, rawr
enter the harlots hexed den
arcane is her amorous arts
demonic, sensual, earthly,
and yet from such sexy galaxy
where worlds collide, one can
create kingdoms of our own
thus lie ones face, crowned,
the Lizard Prince, between her legs,
face in pussy-astic delight.
Dark Age Jet Setter, Rawr
Dark Age Jet Setter, Rawr
Dark Age Jet Setter, Rawr
Dark Age Jet Setter, Rawr


the night veils you in it's gloom
strangers playing wif guns
some gas station a glint
in the shade of night of Hell-LA
night hijacker on the prowl
death is not stronger than her scowl
dudette glooming moon
surfer girl's kicks rules
over the coward's gun
mugger makes the getaway run


electric fire
living corpses strewn
animated lilies in a sea
of purple and dark neon
(enchanted princess thinks she lives in a dream things are not what they seem)
the lonely munchkin
yearns to travel
long rock roads, bolted trains
yonder to red hotsky-trotskys
Id die for a kiss, Id die for a kiss
true romantic embrace
where is romance in this forsaken town
they are going to burn us (yu) to the ground
like they have done before
moan to me softly, moan to me loud
moan on my ears, moan on my skin
your moan, my musical instrument
your moan, my musical instrument

fire of the cosmos
gaia streaming through sweet bliss
flowing mane of emerald delight
adorned purple petals
rose of the eternal night
perfumed highway of purple stars
her bite, her kiss of sensuous darkness
frugging girl of lucifer
girl of lucifer
fire of the cosmos
girl of lucifer
fire of the cosmos
girl of lucifer
fire of the cosmos

ride the valkyrie's vessel
through ancient unknown
dark lilies of enchanted realms
dancing lolita space nymphs
all dance to her dark song of
lost eons and realms
her bite, her kiss of sensuous darkness
frugging girl of lucifer
girl of lucifer
fire of the cosmos
girl of lucifer
fire of the cosmos
girl of lucifer
fire of the cosmos


electric diatribe
truffles making vinyl
high heeled boots shuffle
mnemonic hypnotic
flaggelation with glow sticks
she dances
with a
all are enchanted, chanting
flaggelation with glow sticks
sphinixatrized nemesis
aemobic robe her girdle
made of butterfly wings
she dances like an animated
statutte prancing
amethyst nymph
in elixer does she radiate
gleaming star-kiss
glossgalia mist
she dances with a glow goo goo boo


i would love to see
a flamingo ghost
pink spectre
the air, admist
a phantsmagoria
pink phantom
ghostly rustle
of pink feathers
pink ghourl
the flamingo ghourl wuvs
to nibble, shes
got them catty fangs
she'll haunt you
with after dark snuggles
she'll enchant you wif
her perfumed swamp musk
star-lighting a pink dusk
pink, haunting pink-mist
spectral feathers

did you think i scorned you
did you think there was love
i broke your rule and theirs
but not my rule or yours
flickering starlight I
gaze into your eyes
{Tell me the sphinix of dark seas
and the reuse of lies}
the things we'll never know
the things we'll never know
show me
show me the
flickering "starlight in your eyes"
why did I throw away
my hearts in my pockets
incatntation, bring sorcery from the spheres
Ill tell you charlattan tried to
bring us this gloom
they think they can get fat and rich
eating our love
let our kiss bring them doom


gumdrop gumdrop
let down your hair
gumdrop gumdrop
let down your
bleeding twilight hair
gumdrop gumdrop
let down your cloak and hood
of enchanted spectrals
gumdrop gumdrop
let down your magic robe
your skin glisten
among the spheres
gumdrop gumdrop
let down your tears
kiss me
until our lips melt

hollow, hollow,
I dont feel the dame
hollow, hollow,
this is all lame
where is romeo and juliet
in us
i see you play the herd-game
follow the leader
love is just a four letter word
dirty dirty like all the rest
always wanting
what your freinds think is best
did you ever ever want
to change the world
with an embrace, a tear,
or a smile?


hop like the snugglebunny
hop the highway
leave the turtles behind in their shells
the sleuth took a magnifying glass
to his mind
to each their own
and to own the earth
human sand fall through glass
since time of birth
tell yourselves
why we are here now
if the past is low brow
the futures high brow
you still want this beats hi-lo
were you born to tread the carcasses
of a temples burnt offerings
does your angel of death wield
a neon bullet
lucki daddy doesn't wear a mullet
I want to be wild
I dont want to be taken care of
so sad to have bitten back
threw away love
is this what they planned
is this how they modify behavior?


hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot
gliden one among you in sensual seas
dark are the depths of the unknown
sharp is the sceptre of robed love
hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot
a garden to her tongue gleaming
I adore the taste of her peach
pulsating echoes of meows and moans
hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot
lizard in swamp murky green
ou know where is the strange things
tell us with yr eyes
where the medusian waifs lurk
hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot
tread this void, tread freaking fear
not to know, ah, do I attain
enlightenment knowing the unknown
hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot
the kiss of the goddess is worth
more than the wisdom of the sages
galatik funk, know the harpys rage
such savage she fury hot hot
such savage she fury hot hot
such savage she fury hot hot
such savage she fury hot hot
hot hot hot hot hot hot hot hot


anything in the catacombs
are yours
something from beyond the cataclysm
all is abysmall
it is all in your blood
in your beat
in your beat
the abyss, prancing mistress
living veil of darkness
glidens the room like
spilt blood like
velvet sheet
artifact divine, the living thread,
some natty fly
bells or a shirt you'd wear
to a discotheque party
such cloth, it seems,
is such when worn
enter a world reborn
whre ancient dreams
in your blood
in your beat
in your beat


all is rampant
in kinkiness
for kind repast
of bodies slithering
in forzen heat
moongliders on the rampant
electric garden after hours
middle of some golf course
in the wilds
zombie girl dances with the owls
zombie girl dances with the owls
string of electric family tree
fanged ancestors, dueling noble
each face a light,
alit in the sky with the stars
such is the royal procession:
thrust, thrust, thrust, thurst,
hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot
ooh-gasm with fireworks
ooh-gasm with fireworks
zombie girl dances with the owls
zombie girl dances with the owls
ember, kiss this ember
between our lips
let our wetness take the heat away
feel snug lips


myriad of cyber-chip
parlour game video game softie
images that flicker
a game that is filled
with riddles and empty surprises
chip light of the
fortune in the darkness
give us the eight-ball
fortune cookie eating
coded image transmitted to
soldered, modded portachip
flickering screen
a strange labyrinth
buttons that pull marrionette
strings; such is kinky
kinky is this mauve-(? toned )
sofcore retrocore
custom-chic microchip game


Mysteries of the Ancient, Rawr
Mysteries of the Ancient, Rawr
she comes garbed in an aurora
slithering snakes her garland
doth thy see her eyes peirce
firemist, smite the skull
Mysteries of the Ancient, Rawr
Mysteries of the Ancient, Rawr
gliding tongue, charming sceptre
chant with the beast
chant with the beast
snugglebunny in dark heat
mysteries of the ancient, Rawr
mysteries of the ancient, Rawr
hot hot hot hot hot hot
twirl of the legs kiss
thighs shine galaxy
Pussy-astic bliss
Rawr Rawr Rawr Rawr Rawr
Hail the Snugglebunny!

by Jamesono Morriccone


nebula nymphia
nebula nubilia
starflight darkling
this angels sorrow passes like
cries and sobs little tears
sparkling garlands
angels tears slither yr red tresses
lighting snakes
glowing crown
coweb of fire-flies
starflight darkling, starflight darkling
nebula nymphia nebula nubilian
two glowing blossoms
planets that hug
like a pair of
beautiful plump breasts
give us this day our
glowing bosom embrace
do wings that flutter
between this unknown and the Next (dark?)
she's brimming wif delight
uber-unguent twilight
fly to kiss the goddess
fly to kiss the goddess
starflight darkling, starflight darkling
nebula nublian, nebula nymphia


ooh, though art the neen-jah
that rides in the darkness
the stars are the map
to the universe
the heart is man's destiny
from the heart
does one kiss and kiss
your gurl
licking her legs
tasting her pie
"stick it in"
she says
wuv wuv wild ride


our love is like
a cosmic snake in
some floating swamp
aloft in deep, deep space
our love is like
icebergs that melt
between two ember (HAWT) kisses
a rose's torn cuts
like knives cut
frosty darkness
our love is like
poetry spun
by some archaic spider
weaing web lit
in starlight
words weave
coocoon of feast
our love is like
a rocket-ship manned
by a mad rock star
space-pirate road chase
orbiting, whats this
new thang
new thang
that mister alien man
gave me
our love is like
a butterfly wing that flutters
away a cutey (?) lost
out in stange wilderness
dark are its cave
dwellers that drink blood
our love is like
shivering shivers
glowing poltergiest
be the geist, be the geist,
be my guest
in this insane quest


did you think about (having a unicorns horn)
like a roberto cavalli bunny uniform

ah, the excastic synthesis
kiss smack dab ya
woven wildflowers in
silky red tresses
peppermint darkling
twilight sparkling
pale green night of moon
its getchmatch night
wildspread is the fear
bolt the gates
hooved footprints, runes in blood
I run to hold, I dart fast like a steed
peppermint darkling
twilight sparkling
in my arms as I wield my singing sword
vanquish the daemons in flames (x2)
peppermint darkling
twilight sparkling
this spring wisps of stars
far mist explosions
war of the space wraiths
peppermint darkling
twilight sparkling
I want to taste the gleaming stars in your blood
I want to speak to the stars with your blood
peppermint darkling
twilight sparkling
glorious is the ultraviolence
flying airborn velvet spellcasters
knowing the riddles,
purple are the illusions
dance your spell peppermint darkling
dance your spell twilight sparkling
dance your spell peppermint darkling
dance your spell twilight sparkling


gimmi gimmi to us the day-glow cowebs
of the milky-way
this villages got a
dark age nerve
psychic architecture
hotsky trotsky
illuminated by the candle of night
illuminated by the candle of night
illuminated by the candle of night
she is the amber
molded into carrot
jewl oozing
from the singing orchids


saintly trance
harrowing prance
a time to know
when to chant
they are destroying us
they want to kill us
hiding beneath
their disgusting lies
jump over this
mozaic endaint
mind can only rant
(escape to dance)
bleeding labyrinths
of minature golf courses
the minotaur is all
decked in pink
feed him truffles
they are destroying us
they want to kill us
hiding beneath their
disgusting lies
pray for help from the snugglebunny


shining honeybuns
dripping wet in yello neon glow
shining honeybuns
astral bees
the kids of the ancient
scream candy
glowing neon honeycomb
shining honeybuns
the jet-set kids and dark age surfers
all run, all run
run after the astral bees
shining honeybuns


patti-cakes a sing
boo boo
dirty scalawag
hurting, hurting,
ferr the shagg
snap my gum, babee
snap my gum, babee
astral surf the void
astral surf the void
we are kissed golden
a taste of sphinix
riddle: what did thou
just taste?

sun drenched canals, trampled montage
of freaks; one called way too far out
let me introduce you to
desperate in labyrinth
cake is the mud that is red from
spilt blood
broken glass, as if spit from aching mouths
put lips gloss
glitter sprayed ultra-violence
tingling neon signal
screaming like molten lava glow
the daemon's darkness
amber harlot of
the torn flesh strewn streets
just on the other side of town
dice rolls, cosmic eclairs
candied honeybuns, tuxedo and
bunny slippers
on the fritz,
pussies and the furry milky finns,
white russians; one speaks of
a space wraith
having shown his masculine face
as if of a noble race, he says


thrust on through
to sweet delight
thrust on through
to sweet delight
a taste of her
a taste of freedom
know that the stars
are in her eyes
your white stripes
run through her
her red molten hue
american girl from beverlie
thrust on through
to sweet delight
thrust on through
to sweet delight
gleaming (?) mighty colummns that twirl
wild is her mane in the breeze
wild is her mane in the breeze
madness is her dance in swirls
spectres in green darkness
thrust on through
to sweet delight
thrust on through
to sweet delight
ancient tech gallery
on the fritz
retro porn videogames
on the blitz
a strange wraith projected
in the crackling pin ball
she frugs painted in
neon mandalas
in projected ghosts
thrust on through to sweet delight
thrust on through to sweet delight


torn rose burnt lip
make the heart pulse a new alchemy
they didn't know that
our kiss can turn blood to gold
they didnt know that our kiss
can turn blood to gold
what's this inkling
of a tear
a world lost in someone
else's fear
they dreaded
that you'd live
your world
freak in a shell
to hide from hell
all lost in someone
else' fear
run west across the meadow
arms outstretched to your love
they didn't know that our kiss
can turn blood to gold
they didn't know that our kiss
can turn blood to gold


water lily girl
tread through the ages
each girly frug
from stone to stone
cataclysms, voids, insane magicians
water lily girl
leaps in circle dance on pods
little fire dragon circle
like flaming koi
water lilty girl
in the darkness neon whorls
you fell like your
swinging through
worlds and universes
splash splash of
galatic goo
kissing your face
water lily girl


withering mistress
grey for-lorn
fox fur-locked
glint of steel
in groven (graceful) curves
stretching the limits
fanciful stride of
pre-historik valkyre's
walk, balancing
blazing time on her
pretty head
she rides the
two-bit caravan
slotted engines
throbbing thrusts
she gyrates and
rotates her
hawt honey hips


wraith swamp gurl

3-d blacklight projection
in this haunted ride
scenes of "off wif their heads"
and monsters on the berserk
scpetres run amok
this enchanted caltrops
flying like a wild wasp
bewitched, evil caltrop,
it cuts like a bee in fury
at the innocents in the dark
ooh sing kumbyah
wraith swamp gurl
cums to the rescue!!!


brewing is this storm
in my loins
this from exploding plunder
limosines filled
with snow balls
them candi snow balls
rumbling up a funky
do a side-kick on
the guy hitting on
olive oil
then eat some snow balls
them candi snow balls
shagalicious, at it may
proclaim, sayeth the
name of shaddalena
sex maniac bitch
snowballin, eating snow balls