Sangre Cuerpo

Where is the man in the box
“In the box.
That’s probably why you can’t see him.”
Where is the woman with
The repeating mouth
“You hate it but you still want
Your precious continuity.”

Get home and sleep forever
Wake up and walk forever
Get home and sleep forever
Wake up and talk forever
To no one forever
Forever

He stinks at the gills
Send him back down to where he belongs
The bottom of the ocean ain’t a place for a man
The bottom of the ocean ain’t a place for a fish man
The bottom, of the ocean, ain’t a place for, a fish, man

Where is the man in the box
“He got up and took a walk.
Forever.”

Ironing

Every guy that isn't me is an asshole
Every girl that doesn't want me is a bimbo

Forefather

The ectoplasm slowly
Seeps out of my eyes
Makes blankets of droplets
Where my mouth hangs wide
But a room void of sound
Can’t make me feel anymore dead
As the time ticks closer to the hour
It’s all the somnolence I’ll get

I’m alone
But who can blame anyone that avoids me

I’ve known many people
Some I have wronged
But none could prepare me for
One night so long
With them creeping the walls
And turning the pulpits
Into more than just guardrails
Guarding the culprits

We’ve all been burned alive
Some more than others
But who could have ever known
His would be so literal
When they ordered him, “Apologize!”
His mouth would not even open
Now mine won’t even close
And I’m left here hoping

For some bit of mercy
No matter how small
I was digging for the truth
But now I just want out

I’m alone
But I was the one who asked them to leave
Right now I only want to save myself
But I also can’t take anyone with me

So I apologize for him
And all he did you “wrong”
Because my life’s more appealing
Than eternity inside these walls

Dreams cost Money

Alone together

Easels on fan blades
Wall-splattered paint cans
We’ve got better things to do than get high
But the fumes get us anyway

In my daze I blurt out some phrase
That means nothing
But sounds like it does
And get on her bad side

She cuts the air
And we shrink into place
As I’m still thinkin’
Too many/too few women in my life

But it’s better than the alternative
Scraping the mulch off some prick’s taint
Sucking worms through straws
Spitting them out on the pavement
For the rain to finish off

I gotta say to her today
While the sun’s still out
And the light from the window
Still cuts through the grey

I love every inch of you

There’s a tiny little space between dimensions
Like the cleavage of atoms
The crack between her breasts
Warm and cozy and real and beautiful

We slept through the movie

There used to be friendship in friendship
Love used to have something to do with love
But now there are too many mysteries
Too many ironies
Too many discrepancies
To truly love anyone
It’s probably just my bad experience
But my own is all I’ve got
There are plenty of exceptions
But when it comes right down to it
I won’t let you take my sanity
With yours
Not for love
Not anymore

Sacrifice and little lies are the key
But now it's just gone too far
Wake me up
Please
wake me up