A Clock I draw from, with no surplus of Time. I must reconcile the fact, that until now; I’ve been in full black and white.
Liar. My half-track eyes, Spy; A Liar. A mind swept clear,
Raised up like curds on Calvary I ponder on the time machine.... How much would Hitler pay For the journals of Trinity? Maybe I would lend Rasputin
Now is the time to let go. For so long I have been selfish. Rarely attending to anyone, other than myself and my son. If you don’t take care of yourself…
Oral sex and cigarettes, in threadbare kindled corsets. Trading laces in a red lit bizarre… you mend your teddy with rusty wir… Are your goods morning market fres…
Note the Look Mark, the Time The Thief; the Crook Charades in pantomime With little Hands passing
We are, by no means; Dazzling, or that flawless strong… Of which our diamond-shine species… Could and thus should, Long to be.
Look beyond these words And address the in-between Here lies a rest assured With conscience squeaky clean When you gave me your shelter
Show me; Tell me. Or is this a matter of being seen, with the coming on of a little anx… Just show me;
Have you seen it? Did you trust in it? A road to take me Home, free this… I’ve been in the holes left behind… Her eyes I shut now in the intere…
I want to see the poppy rise, bloo… and be sacrificed I want to make love to the liar, s… and multiply the wounds I wish to strip her, degrade her
This mouth wide open, trying to speak; over our brute, beating the weak. Some convoluted feel,
My House; My Castle Crumbling on cue As piece, by piece All comfort; Consumed My halls; My doors
We are all Einstein We are all Gandhi All of us A Jackie O. and Jack K. And in every way
You are the catalyst of my purpose… an invader of freewill; A welcome trader, in everything I…