When you look into
The oft talked about
Black mirror
Depending on the light
Your face seems thinner

Your features sharpen
Your eyes fill in dark
Like a cute super villain
Not one of them that
Lurks in the park.

They could stymie
All Hip Hoppers
Dittyists
And poets
By banning the word LIKE
You can still make comparisons
You just can't ride on that bike.

They say it's all downhill from here
Is that in mind or in body?
As the track disappears
Into the mist
Like a mountain railway

In a photo of the grand gallery
You really can't tell
If your looking up or down
To or from
The Pharoah's great well

You think you're one thing
Til the Doctor says no
Not anymore *******
Them waters don't flow

Not anymore
It's come off the spool
It ***** unattached
In the gathering gloom

The dimming of vision
The dulling of sound
The fear of collision
So close to the ground

The cattle are lowing
The children asleep
From Chrimbo to Easter
All lives slowly creep

To the place of the skull
In the crowd gathered hence
We came to pass judgment
We can't sit on the fence

So here is a stone
Do with it what you will
As impossible lightning
Crashes down on the hill.

Step out on the world
and you fall in love

Get unrequited and all turned around

Get drunk all night
ain't it a shame

Wake up with a ****** knife

Now guess who gets
the blame

You're just a rabbit on the run



Nobody will miss it
And . . . just because you can
So you take it
but they caught you on cam
Now guess what ?

Just another rabbit on the run

You say the only girl that loved you
Ran off with another man
You got a gun
and shot them down

Now , you're just another rabbit on the run

Run Run Run
just another rabid rabbit on the run

When the welcome . . .
rots

in a handshake of
disgust . . .


When moments . . .
are swarms of giant asian wasps

And embraces
are zephyr soft . . .
as shadow's are thin

There's no desire . . .
to do it again

God shows he can be flesh and blood as one of us
just to show that we can be incarnated spiritually from the ashes and dust .

A match made in Heaven
Was lit and burned up here on Earth
Someone should have spoken up and objected . Instead they said they wished us the worst

there is something
long
ing through time
and I am it's tip
or better said
we are

slobbering forward
Charlie browns
kicking hard
watching too much
whilst thinking
and writing

even
playing at
whatever that is
which falls
forward
fastest

and i cannot tell
in this raveling out
while rolling
about in a wish
about
your smile
if you are
even