In the velvet screening of the midday
I found something funny to say
I recall its principle, man it was whimsical
But then came the friar in black

He said, “I hope we can reject you a crowning
Hope it didn’t rot within your morning
This is all proleptical, simply reciprocal
We’ll store the proof of it on a rack”

Then!

Here comes Auderre with the stupefying stare
Sauntered like a soul with a sultry smell
How could I not see her audaciously
Luring me into the well?

She said,
“I’ll repeat a story- it is vaguely auditory-
Of the cellar in my room
I kept myself well groomed
Like a baby to the mind”

“Take dutiful care, for to repair’s to impair
So sit rather comfy for now
We’ll whiten you yet, somehow
Make your gears grind”

Here comes Auderre with the stupefying stare
Woke me with the pull of a morning bell
How could I not see that she’s into me?
It only happened after I fell

Through the afternoon of the Cornwall grind
The whitewalls spin in time
My lady is redacted through a codeine flow
And the syntaxation starts to go

Here comes Auderre
                                  Oh, she looks like hell
  I can’t see
                                                  I fell

A genie working on a 9 to 5
Faces telling him to stay alive
Oh no, no!
It is the freakiest show
Their devils sleeping under their bed
But they've got him on house arrest
Oh, why
Are we so eager to try?

Don't mistake me for misunderstanding that you had it bad
Just like your dress this predicament is just a fad

Hey, little gender-****** 
Watch for return to sender
Make sure you're by the coast
That's where they'll love you the most
No time for entitlement
Your words are sentient
Trade a board for a pen
We don't need no citizen

I got a secret
I want you to spread it
Play them anything
Show us something

A kid jumped off of the rooftops
To make his way safely to the candy shop
Oh, how
Do people notice a house?
The wise fool begged in the biggest square
They put him in the alley and they listened there
Oh, when
Did they do the "paper-bend"?

Don't mistake me for misunderstanding that you had it all
This crass crusade will surely stop at the nearest shopping mall

Here comes the space heater
With a 9 millimetre 
People say he's colour blind
Who's court, his or mine?
The joke from the chieftain 
Is that he's a Bohemian
Who you are is never born
Gotta start out forlorn

I got a secret 
I want you to spread it
Dance in the streets
Trust your heartbeat

If you are deaf, well, we all feel what we've gotta say

No one to take heed
Just wait, for I’m too far along
My time is fleeting
In a cascade that longs
No one’s up here anymore
There’s no leaves to hide the storm
Everyone here has their hides
I never had the time to grow mine

Don’t leave man, don’t leave ma
I’m not obliged to act my best
Don’t leave man, don’t go ma
I’m not ready for your God’s test

No one here that thinks
Perhaps I’m far too low
Indulging in my stature
Yet forced into a thatcher
No one offers a coat
I must know myself by rote
I mean, I really do believe
That I’m almost sure to stay

Perhaps there’s a choice
Too high to see the way

Don’t leave man, don’t leave ma
I’m not ready to act my best
Don’t leave man, don’t leave ma
I’m not ready for God’s test

I think I’m awful cruel
To choose who I can love
I’m the greatest fool
I’ve never seen what lingers above

Someone ought to be
Farther gone than me
Perhaps they can show me
What’s yet to be seen

God ought to help
God ought to help
God ought to help
God ought to help
God ought to help
God ought to help
God ought to help
God ought to help
God ought to help
God ought to help
God ought to help
God ought to help
God ought to help
God ought to help

“Congratulations
You managed being five feet above the ground”
Said a man who
Can’t contain a slight, sardonic sound
The situation:
He’s reading eating magazines from the coast of Spain
And yelling himself blue
For the jeepney won’t hurry in the pouring rain

He smashed his head on the glass
Wishing for a train
It nearly cracked / but his
New cadence sounded quite sane

“Congratulations
You took five before you smoked the first one down”
Said a man who
Complimented me for sinking above the ground
“It’s estimation
I might trip before a wheel enters our lane”
I yelled the truth
At this moment, his presence started to stain

A boat that had already passed us
Yelled, “All aboard!”
We weren’t sure it would float
But it had a great deal of cords

Then we clambered on
There was a myriad of golden spades
Two for every buried fool
That was forced to stay
The stench was concealed
By the satisfied old man
A woman muttered
That she was headed to Queensland

A driver viciously flung his arms
Into the air, in apt alarm
The intersection’s volley
Aimed for the starboard
Everyone reached for the mast,
Hoping to soar

“Congratulations
You nodded off before the lights started to blare”
Said a man who
Lied, ostentatiously impaired
I’m at the station
Then, I noticed to my side was a golden *****
I dug myself through
The mahogany and got on with my day
In the rain

In Venus' starlight
I see my own dear fright 
I see your reflection
Seeping into the night

In Venus' starlight
Hush, the moon opens its ear
The stars are shy, yet they shine
They'd rather you don't come near

In Venus' starlight
We're breathing all just the same
The stars align their scars
And call you by your last name

Bigots, believers, bovinity
Strike asunder your centrality
Denouncers, dreamers, gazerby
There's so much more than a wispy sky
The starmen await your ears

In Venus' starlight
Look away to lunar dreams
Mineral profit in rocks
An efficient plague, it seems

In Venus' starlight
Forget about notions of greed
Explore on behalf of your race
If escape is of no need

In Venus' starlight
The sand takes a dramatic pose
The trees, deceitful, the cattle are poisoned
The spaceboys are speaking in prose

What you don't believe, is always out there
Until you have felt its absence like air
You've not seen it all, you won't see it then
It’s all you've got, so look, fool, look!
You’ve read it in a book

Willow
Like a stark, marmalade tree
Carry your grasp to me
Your bedside river, warm and soft
Leading to a loft

Willow
The green blinds in the room
Paint a path for the sun monsoon
And here, the world fits inside a frame
Holds you and a cherry lane

Blankets under our heads
I’ll paint what time has seen
The clock has fled
To entropy

Willow
Keep me in your eye

The sky will quake
The neighbours rake
And I, in your wake

The chariot men will have lost
When the world is frost, I’ll be under you

Willow
The arch of an ancient tower
The bells of a dawning hour
I wrote it in my sleep
Hoping it all seeps

Willow
We’ll grow old with our brigantine
On planetary seams
Morning, diurnal moon
Don’t wake too soon

Trinkets over our eyes
A screen of sateen
The past speaks loud
With doubt

Window, open
Leaves fly through

The sun, it bends
The world extends
But I’ll find you again

Hum the words, engrain the worldsands
In the hand of time, you’ll meet me in golden lands

When the room has grown a skydome
I will leave it, knowing that you are safe at home

Canvas blank, canvas green
I loved an open cardboard sea
Lips are hushed in saccharine
Or cracked under the winter fee

I’ve obtained an ear for life
A taste for wisps of scattered sounds
Gone is every sacred strife
That licks my heel like hagged hounds

I’ve an eye that meets a bed
Where I lay down to breathe sincere
I’ve no limits in my stead
Nor the hatred for a mirror