Rhyming On The Mouse
5-21-97
Messin' with cyberspace
My track is a mouse
I'm a new man to them, n new face
And my trip is on the house
The stage is set again
I do what they want to see
I've got the touch of many men
Because the whole world's inside of me
I swallowed the planet like a pill
And I got my name on my seven dollar bill
I use it for the treat
The treat so fat
Something for my feet
And something for my hat
And of course something for my cat
I'm up but I'm down
I'm cool yet still a fool
Still a clown
Sleeping at night in my dream girl's gown
Yeah, I'm a freak
I emphatically admit
So let me take a peak
Of your reserve, a snake pit
"Whatever floats your boat",
Says a girl from the Crest
She lives in my memory
Which always pulls me back West
I sleep in her nest tonight
It's gonna be alright....
"We Are In Pieces"
date: unknown
A native messenger came to mind
Last night by candlelight
He spake to me from the past, the future
I remember him saying, "We are all in pieces"
I was astonished to realize what that meant
You start out as human
Though you constantly collect your life
That's the way it works
I was consuming the gifts
And establishing rifts
The wind spoke his name
Though the only way to put it
Was to imagine scattered sparks
Blown off a cigarette
With comfort and warmth between them
For the tiny insects that hover around you table
Set the food out much too long
Another round, another day
Another way...
The Green Dog
5-21-97
The dog can be found inside a truck
With supernatural powers
You fade into a green man of no solid matter
And he says, "Now you're messin' with space time continuum"
Without realizing what exactly what he was saying
So you fade into a green man
And pop up in the middle of the truck
To talk to him with music
Get a point of three here and be on your way....
Zo Is A Hatchling
5-23-97
*** on the day I turn 24 stated in the present tense...
Nothing is something
Ya know
Baby, you're my nothing
And in a good way, I don't care
I don't care
Do what you wish to me
Say what you want
Cause nothing is nothing
And you're special to me
Cause in a good way
I don't care
I don't care
Flying to the West
In a van with wings
The cuckoo is calling my name
She's built her nest
Not enough room for her young
So the little ones are gonna have to teach themselves to fly
Just like me, I'm just a baby
When it comes to love
I cry when I'm lonely
Because it's not fair
I want some too
So my place is nowhere
And I don't care
I don't care....
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