Life baby
conjecture
you send me out for bread
the curtians ajar
the ghosts gone to bed

War dog slipping on the
broken boots
torn page from the bible
half consumed
forbidden fruit

Apple Jacks and
a quart of booze
addictions a drag
say it helps us snooze

Bump goes the night
things alive in the
skin of dreams
like a drum beat
between these sheets
in the whisper of
a night so sleek
so quiet and serene

lay away to the falling
water shattered drops
sliding down the
black drain
all that was
and may have been

Erecting ideals
fruedian rhapsody
smoking with foot on
the curb simmering
mysogony

lacquer hearts
candyapple
scent
you smile
and say I'm
bent

Rip it up
Dirty Girl
pose a scene
whip your
cup to smithereens
I'll scrape it
up
and buy a Dime
and still wait up
Cinderella in
winter flats

thats how its
at...