dust bunny dreamers.

here you rest 
your head on a bed.

sleep tight all night.

worry for what? 
nothing is worth that, is it?

time between here
and outer space is really
how much time? 

where is it?

i can't breathe when your cold
winter stare enters-
behold the men in suits.
silly red hats. purple and blue- such wonder of colors.
the ships are ready- they sail to the pale moon tonight.
the bugs on your rugs and the bees sing to the trees. the
roots grow, grow, grow. here lies the body of dead old me.

drifting

I fell asleep in your sky

Love escapes my mind.

Your heart is tender like mine.

Don’ hear me?

Close your eyes and breathe slow.

Come here. Don’t wonder why.

Just get over here and 

Let the smoke take your mind.

We made it to the other side

wishes.

Drop your anchor on his ankle. Nothing feels any better.

The funeral just started and the baby won’t stop laughing.

Feel the souls comb through the room, one by one.

get me some hot dogs

No time for play, the devil is at the door/The clouds are raining melons and the melons are crying for their mothers/ HERE THE SUN DON’T SHINE/before you and I the rain used to be black like the color of my granddaddies soul/splashin’ with the kids and the kids are laughin’/piece for piece my soul will be up for sale before the end of the year/ we know i’m always late, but dip your cig in this beer and kick back/ throw your Monday and all it’s cares down this drain/ let the sun and music control your brain/ my eyes are turning grey with the amount of shit in the air/ 

slap a dime. 

The flavor, like an open road. Stuck together with the sticky September Sun.

Hands together before the flies dance the night away. Stand in line like a dead

Man at a funeral. The fire is closer than before, pack your bags before the bees.

Pull the clouds down past our souls, the Devil will be waiting for his ride.

Open road jams, open road jelly, the old man still lives in my ancient cellar.

DOUBLE YELLOW LINES.

Don’t think to where your soul turns inside out,

Or where your eyes burn into bubble dust. The

Piano is floating down river, to meet us before

Sunrise. The tape is in the blender, same with my

Heart. Remember to beat the oranges to death.

Blood Red Brains drag your heels to feel the bones.

I said, Drag your heels to feel the bones.

where to begin

Lay my soul in the kitchen sink

Before the wolves and the mink,

Spin around the Yellow Moon

Candles. Planets touch ever so.

      Think. Think. Think.

chop ankles
 

Cigarette minds and pink eyes.

The ground is hollow, hands to

The dying animals. Volcanoes

Only make noise at night. Take

My teeth, take my eyes, but

Please leave my thighs. Alone

Before the water rises, algae

Between my toes. Driving along

But I don’t know where to.

Let my mind sink.

Saturday Night Blues

The fish is hanging from his teeth,

The poor man holds only two dimes

And his left eye. Ocean’s current reminds

Me of the yellow white sky. Today we will see

Mr. T one last time, right before the Devil’s

Nose job. The front door stays open during

All night hours. For the rats like to hide here.

The doorbell won’t stop screaming, and the

Woman upstairs won’t stop crying. Between

Me and I, she owes me $57.

H U M A N FRAMED M I N D.

H o l d i n g  h a n d s  w i t h  S k e l e t o n s .

The crickets are getting closer, I’m gonna shoot them.

They  crawl  in  my  ears  and  come  out  my  eyes  .

The  night  sky  will  bring  on  a  Galaxy  Ride  cus

The  Wolf  Moon  is  Blue  tonight.  Cut  your  tongue

And hold  your  breath.  Snow  brings  sadness  o n ly

To  those  who  weep  at  dusk. The bark off the trees

The  shoes with no lace. Tonight, w i l l be the night

dead melodies under the cemetery tree. 

Today I fell asleep under The Cemetery Tree.

Dreaming with the dead, nothing new.

The air-conditioned sun kept the toads away.

Before I knew it, my dad came back from the dead.

We danced, he talked, we watched the sunset clouds

To sleep. The cemetery ground took him back before

The morning. Purple Hummingbirds brought me home.

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Lazy bumblebees dance with the grass blades.

No one here will get out, the Devil said so.

Who wants to breathe anyways? Written in the

Dust, words of a lie. Wash the window, so you

Can hear me better. The sunlight will shine

Through, the mango tress will sway. Stay if you

Please, and wear your sunglasses at night. The

Stars are on fire, and that will hurt your soul.

Don’t take the greed from your neighbor, the

Black in his eyes don’t match. The renaissance

Dance will now begin.