Pink

Out Of Pink (Loose Security)
3-12-18

Out of Pink, loose security
Faust makes me think
Beyond perfection
Seen as maturity
It's all up in the air
For power in purity
Leaving a track of the scents of love
Living in a world of my own
Forcing an enclosing
She's got what it takes
To make ones own rainy days
And I wait for my legal drugs
Not dealt of thugs
Where freedom has nothing to do with safety
Keeping it tight we know not when to stop
In God's recesses love for us
And the cash crop as creating the torrent
Driving over the land
Tell me true
Is it just you
Little is there on bones and heart
And a false start
From sea to land God's own art
What have I done?






Detour Revisited
3-12-18

Doomed to err as long as one is striving
In a life where day begins with night right as well
Accept it calling reason soon
Time for medicine
Got to get on with it
Thinking only for me
Smoke break, my bad
The best I ever had
Caring for the expanse of the exterior
Walking alone on another mission of its crusade and conquest
Back to the blackboard to erase yesterday's equation
O, what have I done
Do I come here only to lodge complaints
For spindly-legged creatures manifested
And excuses as parts of the truth
Going on another detour, our retail of youth
Cheating off of myself from '92
I would just as well as I were you in praying
That these words are true
As to bend the impulse.....