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begging for nirvana
tenaciousA
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when the hurricanes come
they tape up the windows
and refuse to open the doors
for fear all the glass in the house will shatter
when the hurricanes come
they stock up on milk and toilet paper
and fill the tub with water
just in case
just in case the world actually does stop turning
and the sewers back up
and the plant falls to the ground
like thirty gallons of water
and 44 rolls of toilet paper
are going to save your shiny ass
better to plan
for the fucking idiots
when they come to borrow
a cup of milk
and shoot your shiny ass
for a roll of toilet paper
better to plan
for knowing every half dead fuck you meet
wants your extra shot
and your extra detergent
and your leather chaps
for their unfufilled intent to steal
your dead neighbor's motorcycle
and ride like a mad wanderer to the next
unsuspecting fuck
you'd better hope like hell
you retain the better half of you
'cause after all the toilet paper and milk are gone
after everything's been said and done
you still gotta die
you still gotta beg for nirvana
they tape up the windows
and refuse to open the doors
for fear all the glass in the house will shatter
when the hurricanes come
they stock up on milk and toilet paper
and fill the tub with water
just in case
just in case the world actually does stop turning
and the sewers back up
and the plant falls to the ground
like thirty gallons of water
and 44 rolls of toilet paper
are going to save your shiny ass
better to plan
for the fucking idiots
when they come to borrow
a cup of milk
and shoot your shiny ass
for a roll of toilet paper
better to plan
for knowing every half dead fuck you meet
wants your extra shot
and your extra detergent
and your leather chaps
for their unfufilled intent to steal
your dead neighbor's motorcycle
and ride like a mad wanderer to the next
unsuspecting fuck
you'd better hope like hell
you retain the better half of you
'cause after all the toilet paper and milk are gone
after everything's been said and done
you still gotta die
you still gotta beg for nirvana
~all is full of love~
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don't worry about the hurricane now.
i just saw the eye of the storm
over your house on hill
my darling it is still cloudy
but for some reason
a car dealership or someone with a spot light
is having a sale
during a storm, how odd
all i know is,
what i saw was this.......
.. four angels flying over your house
tubes of light ending in circles on the clouds
circle in perfect and unperfect unison..
singing angels, four pearls
but one was missing
made me wonder
about the other light angel just over the bend
she was having fun flying madly, on her own
didn't seem right really, without the other four
she could be the center of their flower
not their storm
she loves them so
she had to dance on her own
maybe the spotangellights should
GRAB
her light back
she is feisty, but she is
smooth and
she is stronger than you think
Take my milk
Take my T.P.
Take my booze
Take my drugs
Take my Rocky Horror Picture Show Poster
Take my clothes
Take my neighbour's Harley
She's gone anyway
And she can afford a shiny new one
Take all the words from my mouth
Take my tongue if need be
I don't want to beg anyway
You can't take my dignity
Just don't forget to take my hand
We're all just dust & bones!
it seems
and FUCK the shattered glass
the wind is fresher
and the view much more saturated and intimate through a windowless window.
My PANE and my pain cracked and peeling
The curtains billow and beckon
threatening to envelope me and send me out
the deck 540 feet below
I won't feel it as I land they say they whisper they scream
The sky is awfully blue from here.
Sucking
Ever sucking
All the blue, red, black
Until it is colourless
Lifeless
A tangled mess of what was once
Such a beautiful being
I still see that beauty
It brings me closer to the edge
like the checker at home depot a day and a half before touchdown
"yes ma'am, i believe we're down to ten rolls of tape
and 51 boards of plywood..
yes ma'am can i load those up for you?"
he winks
so proud he's convinced her for the moment
that she'd be alright
his eyes shiny with righteousness
she gets home and her big hunking neighbor comes over with the drill and hammer
"i might be a bit handier than you, friend...
here let me help you with that..."
and she beams
staring at his ass while he screws and hammers her boards into place
"can I get you a tea, kind sir?"
"well, that'd be right nice, m'lady, however the missus expects me home"
and as she watches his ass cross the street back home
the sky grows dark
and she faces the storm
alone
she lights a couple of candles in the bathroom
pulls out a book she's not sure she's going to like
and sits on the can
and waits it out
as she storms the sky