Passion for IT

indecent orange
dancing with bright yellow
flames
upon my canvas
at art therapy
we talk of winning the show
of learning too slow
Lily reads my tea leaves
you have money in your
future
far away now
I lean over the canvas
carefully apply
antique gold
and smile

Poem

The Missing Piece

gnarled hemisphere
tangled plaque
somewhere in there
is what I lack
moronic lobe
twisted path
why does my brain suffer
what others lack
gimme a co cktail
gimme some smack
gimme some chemical
to make up for this lack
so I can go smiling
robotic and slack
and pick up the pieces
the pieces I lack

Ode to "Blondie" (inspired and mostly ripped off from the B-52's)

sung to the tune of "Debbie"


Blondie
Radio operator to the tower
Blondie's coming' in for a landing
Oh put your head between your knees
Caused by the vibrations of love
They're about to shake Dr. Long to pieces

(Chorus)
Shell-shocked supersonic blonde
Hyperphonic female
Dark sunglasses on
Everyone is here to see
Her all-girl rock band

Vortex pulls him in
Vortex spits him out
Blue-eyed glitter child strappin'
on her computer
We witness the utltrasonic imploding
impartation
Bodies exhausted in total elation

(CHorus)

Oh Blondie
Queen of the underground
Carrying her computer
The battle over
My downtown baby is headin home
Singing a song
She's walking along
She's walking along the blog
Now she's typing my way
As our hearts and our dark sunglasses lock

(CHorus)

Every day-every day
Just a little bit wilder
Every day-every day
Just a little bit tighter
Every day-every day
Just a little bit wilder
Every day-every day
Take it a little bit higher!

That F*#king Bipolar Train

The rain in my brain
falls mainly on my pain

give me some rain to wash away the stain
put the blame on mame
cuz I can't take the shame
I don't know my name
and I search in vain
in vain
in vain
and here
comes
the train

The blame for the pain
is because of the train
that runs thru my terrain
and the main refrain
(which always sounds the same
says shame, shame, shame
you broke your picture frame
now bow down for the crane
that holds your load of pain
than rains upon your brain
that tries to hide the strain
of this horrible refrain

the stain
will ere remain
will ere remain

who else could contain?
this brain
of pain?
of rain?
and disdain?
And how I wish that godamn train would STOP!

But here it comes on the track
Clickity clack, yakity yak,
full of smack and new attack

I'm tied to the track

Here comes the new surprise
All my truth has turned to lies
All my gods to evil eyes
so the rain turns up the pain
The blooming stain
runs in the rain

Whats on the track?
thats my brain
there's my pain
hear the refrain?

Pain is pain rain is rain
but my brain is but a stain where the train stopped
to dump and strain
all the dross and all the drain
from the alien remains

Oh how I hate these F&*%ing TRAINS!!!

med change

eyes everywhere
alias unknown
no ones home

the red eye opens
searching for me
cant let it see
i'm here all alone

windows uncurtained
leave too much to see
crouched in the corner
thats me

if my soul were unburdened
would it float to the sea
sink to the depths
where i could be free

the unblinking eye
keeps me in my place

frozen in time
frozen in space

i stay in this room
this cell
my place
with peeling lead paint
and scabs on my face
i rock back and forth
and chew on my tongue

and the horrid huge eye
stares on and on

Silence

I am not here
Just a shell
My mind skips like a stone
over smooth water
irretrievable thoughts
outrace my feelings
and sink to the bottom
where they glisten
but remain hidden
safe even from
myself

boundary

Stars overhead
reel and spin
the blackness
sucks me in
I feel my soul slip and sway
only flesh keeps me
Or I would fly away