I want ................I want…………I want ................
After the checkup, the test
The operation and the rest The terrors and the fear I know you still love me My Darling, my Dear,
I am getting better now, Scrabbling upward I’m crawling forward, I am not always sure how. I love you to gentle me I love how you care I love how you hold me And kiss in my hair I love to be tucked in
And cuddled down comfy But right now I’m alive And right now I need you To want to just want me I need you to grab me,
To claw and to bite I want you to fuck
buy buy buybuy, buy, buybuy buy buy
Our adult joy dies As nothing satisfies As we live the media’s lies And we buy in to the farce, Their’s is greener grass! We’re not up to par, Must have a better car. We simply have to get That ‘something’ bigger, yet When it’s finally ours, The need for more devours Our pleasure and our reason, Damn, it’s almost treason….. We strike for a higher wage Join forces, march, vent our rage Bigger, bigger, better, more, But, good Lord, whatever for???? We’re being robbed, we are abused! Oh my God, we’re so confused,
Rats.....................Rats……………..Rats.....................
It’s way way after five
And I’ve miles to drive Please get me home alive
What made me take on work So many kilometers away? It chill, the gathering murk Swirls round me and sways, Folding the damp into my clothes Fuzzing my hair, cramping my toes. Across the rainy parking area, It really is quite dark out here, The neon in the far away, glarier Distance to the car seems to jeer. The bustle now over for the day, The crowds have all given way, It’s eerily quiet, creepily still, Echoes, shine wetly, visibility nil. &nb
The Hospital TestThe Hospital Test……………………The Hospital Test
I think back to Sunday night As we lay side by side And I whispered my fright Into the darkness wide And how breathing the thought Made my fear blossom and crowd As my breath hooked and caught Just for saying it out loud Scared half shitless, rigidly tense I longed for your comfort Your words to make sense To kill the fear, cure the hurt Your silence seemed endless
Then your answer, defend-less A snore! While I lay so sore? I am abandoned, left to my fear And so, totally shattered I lie Rocke
I'm Right HereA beating heart In my hand In my ears You understand The pulse within These fingertips With such a grip To touch your lips A blur of time A life of love Between our eyes A world of trust A pool of fear Don't worry, Dear Come night and morning I'm right hereI'm Right Here
AnthemSkyscrapers won't grow or allow you to climb. A solid-gold watch won't give you more time.Anthem
They think that it's better
on the fortieth floor. They think we've got less and they're working for more.
Let's cut down some buildings and save up on trees, turn off the fans and go outside in the breeze.
Let's stop pushing paper and see what we've missed. They'll die rich, but they'll never be kissed.
Changing LeavesI started off like anyone lived and thought that I was growing wanted less and less of time wrote nonsense rhymes in sixteen lines wanted to fly, and I got by.Changing Leaves
I walked through all
the seasons changing colors on the trees and finding different reasons for why I'm doing what I'm doing and why my life's worthwhile.
But lately things are getting
heavier and now I'm letting little things slip by to grab at the gold ring to try for the big things in life.
But now I see that all the colors on the trees are m
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Due to the graphic use of free thinking, delicate viewer's discretion is advised. This artist's work is not for those who are bigoted, small minded, evil, oppressionistic, or government-employed. Thank you for your cooperation.(c) Don't fuck the muffin!!!
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Due to the graphic use of free thinking, delicate viewer's discretion is advised. This artist's work is not for those who are bigoted, small minded, evil, oppressionistic, or government-employed. Thank you for your cooperation.(c)
glad you liked Childhood's End and Focus on the Flowers !!
thank you!
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Due to the graphic use of free thinking, delicate viewer's discretion is advised. This artist's work is not for those who are bigoted, small minded, evil, oppressionistic, or government-employed. Thank you for your cooperation.
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leave the politics to madmen
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