Just as confused
Flowing through my mind
Hiding behind a tree or a bush
My brain drying out like this biting morning
Peaceful trees to sit on away from home
Sun and leaves come and go
Hide from myself and everything
As they all hurt me
Everyone, everything, it all hurts
Domestic chords and monestic cores
Sometimes I wanted
Dark, again already
The bell rings
On the coast
I don’t like to boast
Is the most
Penitent lighthouse to ever fog horned
I’ve got to tell you
I’m not trying to sell you
I can ring a bell for you
About this lighthouse so adorned
I’ve crossed many seas
I’ve broken to many a ocean breeze
I beg you on my knees
The lighthouse is the sight for captains forlorn
I’m eating the last
Of the salty crusted bass
And at the tip of the mast
My lookout shouts for spotting the glalore’n
Yorkshire jokers blue flamed jugglers
I’m sorry about this message
Getting her back
Lost like my friends
But her especially
I’m eating warmed porridge out of Earthly bowls
Rubbish fills the seats of the theater
I only watch, eating and seeing
Juggling in the past
What a strange thing fire sends me
Each of the months and days I have spent
Searching
Airs dragons and clouds
Waters floods and hidden self hate
Earths desire and enormous distance
Fires jugglers and death
I know this puzzle so well
But then
Hello father
Flames are my favorite part of my death
Remember that day
We all fought
Hard and long
Leave me to play with fire
A while longer
A pop up monkey with brass knuckles She lulled the Phoenix that was armed with a metal bar
It made a ping as the warrior Monkey hit it
Phoenix knew their was no use crying and turned to their martial art known as the Sketch Method
Monkey tussled up her Navy training to support her revolutionary ways
Phenonix was raised by wolves and Amanda Palmer and knew how to reef the knots of hits that came its way
Monkey ripped her dirty rotten imbeciles shirt and lit it with Phenoxis own flames she transit with a pong and muttered the magic words “West Pac”
The spell made the flame burst green bricks and brass rubber bands that flew into the air with speed
They hit Phoenix with a mighty cockbeltch leasing it to swear on mighty Astro zombies and re supply its presentables
Monkey made a mental note to mention this battle to her friend the Elk next time she visited the factory and prepared for the Phenoxis retailing blow
The Phenoxi knew it was beaten and flew up into a mighty flame that spelled the letters N S and K
Monkey was pleased at its victory and looked to see what prize she would be able to put into her locker
It was just a Kingswood kid?
“Oh Super Ralen? I’m going to have to get the cash for this one. I was hoping for a Lyre of Byrdland. Such is life.”
She picked it up, and took off to find a good burns ward.
The knight of flowers
Guardian of the grove
Blooming fresh scent
Fleet of posies red
Here comes a crow
Every string is concerned
Don’t believe me?
I’m not surprised my love
This is why I tie you up
In these binds
Listen to my voice
As you know how to trust me
Learn how to trust this truth
Feel this loop it is the roots they are strings
Tighten blood bonds on your feet
You walk on these
Boots
Reach into the trees leaves,
More strings
Careful caressing will reveal
Touch as swoon you will, to you hair the
Breeze
Phantom of my life, atoms are all
Strings tied into little balls
Tie into strings connect
A little lonely
Fletch
Fishermen in a lake, and yours is great
Little liquid form
A thick string to plumb the depths
Rope that’s now
Wet
Dismal bloods, beads out like water
Watch and see it thicken
It is sap from the tree
Thickens scabs that the strings can be seen
Ties
You see the boots walk on the roots
Winds blow you stringy hair
Tied by the fletch
Wetter by the lake
Ties again with the blood
Strings are connected together my love
Just as you are to them
My feet are worn and my hart is heavy
Look upon me make me wary
is it a look of love or a look of hate
a single most distance stare that meet my chest
a jumbled mind that wishes for the wet
her look upon me is medusas gaze
a star so frightening it paralyzes me beyond all care
I cannot concentrate
I cannot think
I cannot speck
walk forward does my bravery but he is no use
against the star of the medusas gaze he is no match
for again I sit there paralyzed beyond all care
On the bus
In the classroom
In the office tower that touches stars that loom
beyond infinity of all that gaze
its concentrated on me on that day
I see the view that we all perceive in the gaze of light and there is not escape
they say the eyes are the window to the soul
I am trapped in yours and beyond all call
try and speak to me and you will see
that beyond you there is me
I have to fight
I know thats right
to win your love on this night
the window in the door and the gaze that meets the flour
let us dance to the shower of the morn
let us drink to the heavens above
but baby don’t look at me in that way
don’t use that gaze
cause I will be lost forever
within your soul
Very I’m going through
Feeling
Yell
It’s a hard rocking
Fire
Bland
Tea
Nightmare
Daughters breath
Stealing
I’m going
Metal monkey
Monster
Clangs
I ask
Volunteer
Volcanos
Fugitive
Heartstrings believed
Dust off my beard
Magic
woman so much
Pains
Blue
Red
Yellow
Flame
“Thunk on the drums
Flap of wings to my friends
Justice for my blood kin”
“Your skins are those of men
Gulls as agile as a eagle
Son is not the same as father”
“Cowards drum as loud as heroes
Wind changes for all birds
Blood thinking in the mountains”
“Drumming ticks the idol hours
Changed winds colder than before
Mountains crumble at my feet”
“Clocks are still made by those who keep time
Chilled airs are fathers breath
Rocks can still be used again”
“Thyme is growing like a weed
Breathe in the seas airs
Roll my pebbles on the grave”
“Foreword forests all dried up
Air strikes against them too
Dust is all that is left”
“Sun dries all
Winds are universal
Until gathered again and reborn”
They come at the call of the cold winds from southern ancheint spirits
They flow air and mist and rains, the path I remember and it’s just the same
I can’t believe I remember the lyrics
My coat is soaked through, almost lame and blind from stormy hailing rains
I wimper, I sing here, I bring her here
I give what I can, it is my decay
