Bitter words The artists are all starving The television is crying static Calling to the gods There are still a few
thoughts left within this cage Writing at night, minds wander Count the sheep jumpin...
America, I am hook'd on your
cold bright neon lights, & snort your venom thru a straw, I have built a new home to plant the seeds & watch the dreams blossoming These dreams that carress us to arise ea...
I’m that man you never see,
That man that stays behind.
I’m that man that’s a mockery
Always hurt but forever kind.
I’m that man that hides away
That man you can not hear.
I’m that man who’ll never pl...
(sounds of a city, a car horn blows as a siren blares)
Mimes in the street and roaming
Clowns in heat, silent, foaming
Caged in the bowels of a circus
The body of his sock puppet
dead on the cement gr...
Are you that man we could not see?
That man we left behind?
Are you that man never to be
More than a simple mind?
You can’t be that man we did not hear
That man below the best.
That man that’s always ...
I saw that man so long ago
Who struggled to make a life
Who nobody saw before them
And who saw naught but strife.
That man so long had changed
We had seen his journey through
We felt his grief and hea...
The very thought of us brings images
of a horse strapped to a garden hose, being choked by the migraine you have brought to us. For the horse did not ask for you
to ride it into battle.
It did not ask...
PROLOGUE: It was almost Halloween and the cold air chilled a near-midnight close to the empty space by the town. I always wondered about what was there, but Halloween was no time for that. My grandfat...
It was a headache
or a strange burn on the back of the fourth finger on my right hand. The scorching heat—the kitchen that would rage and stir the atmosphere of the whole room.
Each face turned away...
*A Prayer to Momus*
Laffter Children Naked clowns Whoopee cushions A pie in the face
Rattlesnake eggs and
the squirting flower A clown after midnight
Jokers with cheap whores deconstruction and religi...
Her name was Freedom
or Mercy or Jilly She never once spoke of the time she fucked the painted clown that she met at the Peepshow Balloon animal, a bestial one Tall man with a hairless body covered en...
When 3 A.M. hits, the booths will be full and the back kitchen will be bustling, but for now the young waitresses are sitting in the back of the restaurant organizing sugar packets into black boxes. T...
So they say i'm proudly cuban
and they see me wave my flag
you're in the states right now
just like your mom and dad
I know where I am, I reply with fervor
and I love my country of birth
but the count...
There is no such a thing as perfection
So it has been said.
To glisten under sunlit rays,
Sparkling and beauteous at every moment,
Flowing gradually onwards
Accompanied by the coaxing cry of the crow....
Anal Screams, Drag Queens
Damerica Girls Gone Wild, porno scenes
Damerica Hollywood dreams, girls giving head
Girly magazines–underneath the bed Damerica Runaways from a small town Damerica M...
I received a wealth of comic vision
& ordered a case of smooth derision Opening my eyes, I was prepared to go Up on the stage & on with the show With my bleached brain covered with snow Ghost voices s...
You watch me dance sexualizing my every move fantasizing thinking that I’m shaking for you to get you to notice me You think I must want you the way you want me But I’m just trying to shake this devil...