Saturday, August 26, 2006

Lie dead and be free


Lie dead fake it
Disturbance cradles you asleep
Torment no wonder
Happiness anesthetic
Partake with breathlessness
Adjacent to nothingness


Be free and take it
No move poisoned by lead
Tantrum evolved with well callused feet
Feet to travel heaven or hell
Just pick one
Just pick one
Play dead just once and be free

GAYS


Feminized XY pampered with style
Prayers of a man jumbled from retrospection
Low voice forgotten
Womanhood triumphed

Mechanics possessed essence thrived
Trot with grace power on a lace
Totem reached
On stage hooted chaotic order

Prayer of a weed
Growing anywherewhen
Please no pulling me –says weed
Weed struggles
survives
dominates

The king tripped
One eighty degrees