Master of Ceremonies
2006
This might be the last
Im subject to all these changes
tidal humour, ceaseless blast
Ive flown higher than all angels
So this is my ultimate plea
and spare me domestic war
Ive never learned what it means to be
but now revelations not far
A childhood meal and a father appears
a violin strikes my chest
stop this bawling, Im full with fears
I once swore Id be the best
A trickboner, a stoner
embittered and grotesque
she-wolf and eternal Loner
with a lingua franca picturesque
Immolate for Soma and Agni
and my blood will burn forever more
but never leave me– Criminy!
its you, my master, that I adore
Operate secretly, Hierophant
close my wounds with your teeth in silence
This abundance is blatantly aberrant
embrace me in bedsore non-violence.
