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夢の庵 I The still drops from the water cake Understated sweetness Cool Inviolate Heart beat slows To a restrained take on the universe And all within it Herded Harnessed Bit and bridled Steered Separated: Milk from curdle A slow process This is no whirl No dervish. This is time slowed down to a pin prick […]
MoreGoing on down the road, Your hand inside my soul Your thoughts in my brain Your gypsy rags on my back Your scars tied in an Old kit bag Nothing is real and Nothing is right Nothing is the same Not even the same old game Of razors on pristine flesh Needles digging new holes […]
MoreIf you don’t look down in San Francisco It can be unfortunate for you If you don’t look where you Are putting your foot From time to time Stepping into another’s misfortune Or discarded fragments Of sin sharp and dangerous Discarded emissions Disregarded admissions Of guilt or weakness Fragility or shame If you don’t look […]
MoreI didn’t intend to go to The City Lights Bookstore today, I guess the road had other plans. The road has other plans even when you are on foot, especially when you are on foot, I guess, no solid walls of the vehicle to shield you, no wheels to out run Fate and her furies… […]
MoreIt seems there are always floors to walk upon Brown and cool Stretching wall to wall to wall From hallowed to concrete hall From Temple to Church From Park to Station And Station to Park again. It seemed to me That there were always floors But some of them were banned: Walking upon them an […]
MoreDon’t presume to still know me, I said to the wind and the fog; Tied the message to a seagulls Tail and turned my back on You as you railed: The storm of your anger And bitterness rising Across the telephone wires Complaining that you Are drowning while I have fun. You have rare moments […]
MoreYou look just like a pirate, and unwilling buccaneer With your hat covering one eye and over one ear… Your scars say you are a swashbuckler, baby With your uneasy grace: It’s written in the angle of your hips Its drawn in the lines of your face. The dagger on your hand, your branded lucky […]
MoreWe’re driving down the road again Last bath I had was in a bucket of tears Driving down the road again 1000 miles of blacktop And hot chord fears I’m driving down the road again Strip malls, strip bars Strip lights and railroad cars Held together with strips of gum And don’t you think we’d […]
MoreThere’s bars, bars on my windows There’s chains, chains on my doors There’s bars that spill onto streets And chains that lead me there by the feet Bars and chains Bars and chains And other people’s games. I’m chained to my emotions I’m barred from my own head Chains to prove my devotion Bars to […]
MoreYou say you did some hard travellin’ But you know your streets were paved with gold You had bells on all of your fingers And you wore the Emperor’s clothes You sold out while I got sold down the river You wore it well, while I got worn down You got the life-raft While you […]
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