it burned slow as i sat in front of a mirror listening to overplayed psychedeli… music from the 60's it was the first time i ever smoke…

i had most of the adults fooled the family was easiest they were none too bright what little smarts i had i must have got from my father

she always turns a light on when she thinks of me checks under the bed to see if i left behind a kiss

the songs that have been played as it’s neck was tickled and it’s belly was rubbed those at the pawn shop have nightm… of too much Beatles

for one minute my clock dreamed of infinity forever stood still in a timeless moment hidden from death and deadlines

I like to pretend in alternate uni… where everything is almost the sam… just different in a few spots under another sun the two of us worked

squandered precious gifts laid down for worthless fortunes when men turn soldier

they’ve never looked as deeply as… into the centers of your alluring and final eyes they’ve never watched you dance slowly and dark like the end…

stuck out on a ledge with no stairs no ladder and no one to catch me

sometimes the butterfly is afraid to leave the cocoon that its wings are too bright that it might be shunned by caterpillars

time reduced to ash all the clocks were made of fire burning each second

when the rest of the world seemed… and the invisibility of god was to… i turned to a puppet a stuffed brown dog i had named Gr… i confided in him earnestly

the lavish liberty of lust unbound in the salacity of self a lover may take too long or doesn’t take long enough a lover may manipulate you

plenty more on that beautiful head of hers she’ll never even know it’s missing

every song smoking drinking partying with