I can’t sleep when you’re next to me

HA!!!!

01

BLUE CONSTELLATONS

Blue stars cascading through the breach of the night

Bright flash through lunar shade review

Haze on the foggy crystal trees evades the sun

Drain isolate blue trace decay

Milk lines in the torque; don’t spill it out into the grain.

Trails spin concentric circle maps.

Eclipse the constellations dripping from the sky

Array the blinking midnight blue.

1:39 to 3:34 (could fade out) 5:20 last gasp

02

JANICE

Breeze creeps thru suburbia
Last night I couldn't dream
you know it sure is confusing to figure you Janice
Psyche evals are not my scene
My army jacket is covered in paint,

I spilled mescal on my feet,
and I miss my library of Ulysses

and my orange candle air

Janice take off your shirt
Lets dig our selves into dirt
Oh you’re a puzzle chaser
Won’t you bend for a massage?

Come on down to the Other End

and I will buy you a basket of chips
we'll laugh and toast to the freak house

and pound our fists to the acoustic fits
Let's have a round for these freaks and these students
A round for the Tombstone Teeth
another round for desire that lurks in pajamas
In this town

Janice take off your shirt
Lets dig our selves into dirt
Oh you’re a puzzle chaser
Won’t you bend for a massage?

Maybe we’ll go to Madison
Maybe we’ll go to Newark
Pause across the museum rotunda
The Tibetan section is sharp

let's not fret about the circle of life
the collages are hung so well
silent films, curator footsteps

Mandalas crush our bones.

Janice take off your shirt
Lets dig our selves into dirt
Oh you’re a puzzle chaser
Won’t you bend for a massage?

Janice take off your shirt
Lets dig our selves into gold
Oh you’re a puzzle chaser

Behold! I will drive home cold

03

LOVE JUICE MUCUS FIST

Your Mucus filters over me

It’s great, I love it

Your fluid candy dipping me

Your love it’s liquid

You feel the drip and salivate

The drool sadly seeping

Your saturated lovely taste

DEFICATE, URINATE, BLEED

LACTATION MASTURBATION HEAT

Your blood is tasting like a coke

Tastes great less filling

confectionary holiday

Your love it’s liquid

You lapse into it catatonic

O are you sleeping

Your saturated lovely taste

DEFICATE, URINATE, BLEED

LACTATION MASTURBATION HEAT

I’m infected with your love

I’m infested with your juice

I’m infected with your love

I’m infested with your juice

4:48 (END)

04

MY VIOLET ROOM

My Violet room
She’s a sliver in my hand
She’s a heater when I’m drained
She’s a writher in the light
Don’t waste my pay on love or passion, no
From a hackneyed inauthentic soul
Chaining us to some vision of suburban grave
My violet room
Taking off my shoes

She’s my spasm in the morning
She’s my creamy at the end of the day
She’s the warmest curd I ever churned
Churn that butter and dasher luscious
Don’t waste my pay on love or passion, no
From a hackneyed inauthentic soul
Chaining us to some vision of suburban grave
My violet room
Taking off my shoes

But when she's gone
The taste of regret is butterscotch
The Bedroom is closing in on me
The Chinese food is old and cold and leaking

And When she bends
And she takes me in her battered hands
I wonder what sunshine she drew
And I wonder what will happen to her in 15 years

 

Don’t waste my pay on love or passion, no
From a hackneyed inauthentic soul
Chaining us to some vision of suburban grave
My violet room
Taking off my shoes

My Violet room
She’s a sliver in my hand
She’s a heater when I’m drained
She’s a writher in the light
Don’t waste my pay on love or passion, no
From a hackneyed inauthentic soul
Chaining us to some vision of suburban grave
My violet room
Taking off my shoes

05

DEATH BE MY RAINBOW FISH

Death be my rainbowfish

Quirky bend a bowl

Hyperlit controlled temperate environment

Do you want to hold me in a net?

Oxygen Hydrated Salad splash

O Death be my pet.

My Fish, My relay, my decay, my vent

I want to breathe

I want to navigate

A perpetual algebraic algaecide shine

O death my multicolored fish

Be thine.

06

PURPLE ROSES

Absence in the shadow dissolved
The name you picked will never resolve
Purple Roses for the pieces of your soul

that have been cut out
Purple Roses for potential

that will never know the name
Purple roses, just forget it (TRY ANOTHER CHORD)

Raw passenger clutches at the docket
Wiping his snotnose after pistol whipping you
You slip him a note that says the deed is done
He nods and smiles via satisfaction
Purple roses to negate the action

purple roses the color when the bruise is ripe

Your passion partly devoured you
Weary of lies you are transmitting home
Tie your hair up in a dainty girly bun
Your hands are rotating with naught to hold

Purple roses the color when the bruise is ripe

roses dry agony powder into desiccated dust
Spare purple roses
Like your eyes which dimmed with vacuum lust

Smell the cut grass and bumble bees
maybe you’ll forget her shadow

Purple roses to negate the useless shifter

Purple roses cry in nurseries

Purple roses dry in rhapsodies
Purple roses I know your name

07

TYPEWRITER STOP

A Staggering Work of Heartbreaking beauty

Tear shingles through my heart

A hole is not a home

Wordsmith, scientist, fisherman, fireman, page

Collections of words sounds and notes

Communicate fear via absence of mouth

Melancholy musings via laurel canyon hiss

Attend cacophony of the radio crash

Open doors, blinds, shades, garages and faces

Therefore I will speak it

Retain skepticism

Unlisted baby

Singer songwriter regurgitate ego

Pretentious fraudulent dramatic trap

Queer Love letter to the darkened sun

File lock and disengage

08

YELLOW FEVER

Yellow stripes are like Taboos

I’ve been in the hospital too long this time

Restrain and sedate me

And let me pass away

Hey Yellow behold the marks made for you

Bruises on your skin

Clots beneath your epidermis

A discolored dent that you hope will heal again

Well there’s so many dying now,

You’ve got to keep focused

09

CONNECTICUT, I’M LEAVING YOU

Commuter suit on the Norwalk Train

Riding with the slaves dressed in multigrain

Wrapped up in weak data metaphors

Calculated handshakes and spectator sports

Mechanical fake blank faces in line

One hundred meetings to analyze time

It’s too old and rich and stale in this place

Good BYE Connecticut I hate your face

I met a grey lady in the bagel aisle

Witch with the hard patience of a crocodile

She said hey boy that’s too much cream cheese

I’ve been waiting on line for five minutes

if you please

Condescending mouth should be mashed in fat

Her cake ratty face crushed transparently flat

rotted old money monkey mold pissing in pants

Pearl strangulation financial mansion recants

Good bye Connecticut ,oh rot dead in cash

Connecticut your net worth is flooding my path

Air gets so suffocating

When you’re suppressing fear and perspirating

Locked in elevators full of robotic tans

Use your business cards to cut off your fucking hands

I bought a train ticket; escape to Queens

Attended a bash in an apartment scene

There were lots of wicked people there listening to tunes

the Minutemen, Black Flag, Dead Kennedys, Uma Dune

They said when you going play anything live again?

I said next month I’m finally nearing the end

Lying through a dozen songs, I’m fucked in the back

Failing to create during a stalemate attack (DELETE)

Fat engagement ring the size of your soul

Corporate heart dissolving within viscous black holes

You piss your pants over the car that you drive

The cubicle drowns your fake artichoke eyes

Embracing your inner receptacle fear

Tax your weakening will in a sepulcher dear

Oh will you let me leave this state this year?

Will you let me leave Connecticut??

10

BETH THE WRATH OF GOD

11

ORANGE CLOUDS

Orange Clouds descend rain in August

Timepieces have stopped ticking anyway

Shadows flash across the pavement sound

Milk bottles slur as they seep in the rocks

Orange clouds descend rain in August

Brickbats glide through plots of melted glass

Planes coyly creep across ahead of the crackle

Skeleton domes avatar dream pit silence

Bicycles twist in tangled frames

Orange Clouds

Orange Clouds descend rain in August

Collapsible spaces flattened in blocks

Ash petals disintegrate stems

Hollow home trap suppress stations

Evaporate retaining simple outlines.

Orange clouds descend rain in August

River bubbles and sunken hulls

Liquid dolls leak into drainage

barriers frames with onion uniforms

12

DOUBLE ERASER

Oh, the sun rises over the parapets

the nipples firing on time

the light glazes over the sharpened fuzz

The skin goes over mine

Bear over me, I’ll be under you

dangle in my palms

index fingers tickle you

thumbs Pop erasers

Because you like no one else

can dent your silken shirt

You can be an infinitely fuckable flirty flower

I think we’ll throw down on this mattress and

I’ll hammer hammer hammer

hammer hammer hammer hammer

hammer hammer hammer hammer

This adjective about.

You startled me with your underwear

In hirsute decay

my teeth are still apart

I think perhaps the blankets are hot

And now we’re all soggy now

But the strain is still the same

the strain is still the same

I don’t know your name

the strain is still the same (STRETCH)

SAX SOLO

BASS SOLO

If you see that you want to wish this

And the pain is not only fake

With the traine in thy hand

2:15

Double Eraser, Double Eraser

Double Eraser, Double Eraser

Break the bond Break the Bond

Double Eraser, Double Eraser

Break the two, see the pink

The moon is hiding in the sink

I’m gonna dive into the bond

We’re gonna break eraser bonds

Double Eraser , Double Eraser (SAX)

Double Eraser , Double Eraser

Gonna break the moon in half

Gonna swim inside the sink

Gonna see inside the sun

Goona see the hiding pink

Double Eraser , Double Eraser

Double Eraser , Double Eraser

4:02

GUITAR SOLO (WEAK AREA)

I can’t sleep when you’re next to me

I can’t stand the way you’re breathing

Your eyes flutter in dark at me

Close your eyes, close your eyes

Double Eraser Double Eraser

Double Eraser Double Eraser

Double Eraser Double Eraser

Double it  Double it

HA!!!!

13

NEWARK TERMINAL (acoustic/steel)

We’ve been bumped again, the captain says
Cold impatience palpable passenger frost
claustrophobic restrictive seat stasis
crooked beauty gripping chicklit

Tender hands full of missing fingers.

delay delay
Let me off this decrepit plane
Twitch face paralyse terror
Flight descend in flames

Wreckage Wreckage Wreckage

14

DROWNED IN BLANKETS

I am on an empty bed and I am unraveling  
unraveling unraveling unraveling
Sinking in blankets poured over my head
Oh I invoke you cold, I invoke you, I regret your exit old
I’m dangling here while you evaporate completely

I want to be wrong I want to drag along
I want to belong to the virtual undead
Expired, expired I want to saturate your fire
I want to drive my auto off the lip of the bridge

Do you want - do you want - do you want to drown with me fucker?
Do you want to book a trip
On maybe going down with the ship, into the abyss?

All I really really desire

my pain to endure
Is to rattle the ice in the door

desire our flesh to resume

Rattling the ice in the deepest blue

I want to command you,

I want to reprimand you

I want to rewind you repent repent repent repent

Prostrate yourself, reaching for rays

When I dream of your fluids my brain delays

Do You feel do you feel do you feel

the heady rip tide?

My hooks are so sharp

They’ll rip your complacency apart.

I am on an empty bed and I am unraveling
Looking for the pillow to saturate my air
the frustration, the tangled leads terrifying, terrifying, terrifying

And is supersedes all the breath spilling out of me
I want to own your flesh

I want to drag you into the mess
I want to be the one that you want to see
I want to drown deep with the scuttle
I Want to write you a trial rebuttal
I want to make you feel destroyed
I want to make you feel numb
I want to make you feel numb

15

PINK HOLE

Valentines Day is imminent now
Cascading hearts from dirty clouds
Amassing isotopes of candied teardrops
Singer songs of melancholy frauds
Oh I wish I had a pink hole that would swallow me

But there’s no ice here
there’s nothing but sand
I can’t get any traction
With my tire tread in on the crumbling land

Oh I wish I had a pink hole that would swallow me

I wish I had a pink hole so deep
It would swallow all my relief
I wish I had a pink whole that would swallow me
I’ve broken all my frames

You tried hard to love me
You said so in your book
Your sauce was so delicious 
It made my intellect cook
Oh, I wish I had a pink whole that would swallow me

I’m so lame with commitment
I’m whimsical and scared
Now  you’re down in Carolina
Torn right out of my hair
I wish I had a pink whole that would swallow me

I wish I had a pink hole so deep
It would swallow all my relief
I wish I had a pink whole that would swallow me
I’ve broken all my frames