dates and figs

Dates And Figs
10-25-09


We try our taste at chitterlings
Known as the intestines of pigs
There is no plan to continue
But the eating of dates and figs
This suffering is fair
For there is something better to follow
I commit myself to the law of truth
Entering soon middle age
But I still call it youth
Can't live our lives by luck
Yet sometimes this is the only way
There's more to life than a good fuck
As only it seems
This is all I have to say....






Still Set On The King James
10-25-09


Still set on the King James
even when introduced with the new
The Proverbs serve as new and old games
As the doctrine is the glue
I'm getting stuck
But what the fuck
I may as well get hit by a truck
There is a choice to cry for assistance
Or keep my mouth shut
When futile becomes all resistance
With memories of table top
Miss Pacman at Pizza Hut
This is my dark side
I am well advised
To try to have fun with it..










Punk For A Day
10-25-09


I was listening to Grateful Dead
And I heard a voice to slow down
What are these voices
But in my head
Tonight I'm sick
 But Lord willing tomorrow I go to town
We can say that it's an evil world
But this is no way to think
Seems I have the wrong priorities
I care for nothing but the kitchen sink
Today was the holiday
Of being a punk for the day
As still I dream of oceans uncertain
And stepping barefoot upon a manta ray...










Punk For A Day (Part 2)
10-25-09


Respect nothing
But I mean no disrespect
I get a hard on in hopes to resurrect
Most musicians know only self abuse
They need to play even more songs
Under the influence of the same grape juice
I try to recollect on how such a thing I used to love
I'm a punk for a day
With no good reason to rise above
I have no respect
But I mean no disparaging disposition
My computer has crashed
So I am sent out on this mission...






























Notoriety
10-25-09


Blow it off
Heat up a plate of beef stroganoff
Thy palate has become of variety
Twisted up in the illusion of further desire
In a spiritual sense
In have reached notoriety
I once hear a lass say
That God can be anything you choose
I've become a degenerate
Quite disparaging
To know we learn
A whole lot more when we lose
I begin to understand why folks
Want to end their lives
Before they get old
But I don't really mean it...










Tweet, Tweet
10-25-09


I recall the days when rebellion was so sweet
Now I have a fucking conscience
All he knows to say is, "tweet, tweet"
On a pedestal both low and high
Like a silly fool again
I'm left asking why
I'm going to need a shot
Just to feel alright
Yet it's just another bad state of mind
In my most uncertain night
I have a bottle in store
But I pretend that I have nothing remaining
Tortoise and hare are racing
As it is the slug that is gaining
I thrive now upon hopelessness.....