Dogshow
Someone wants to be made love to
Someone just wants something to do
You strike a pose like a lover
Like you would with any other
Oh,
And who is winning?
Good enough to allude to love
To believe you're thought that much of
Sacrifices, symbols demeaned
Degraded wishes, bruised longing
Oh,
Who is winning?
It must take something from you
you want to give
You must be humbled gladly
like a lover is
It must make something of you
you want to be
You must be opened up
and not left empty
Care is taken to make sure the
Threat of communion can't come true
Won't create the mistake of hope
Illusions you are coming close
Oh,
What are we doing?
Long ago it required a love
Or pure power, the heart of lust
We're slaves but we're slow to bore
Empty eyes less windows than holes
Dogshow, acrobat, warrior
Outwitted, blind, owned slave driver
Oh,
Purge this possession
Someone wants to be made love to
Someone just wants something to do
You strike a pose like a lover
Like you would with any other
Oh,
And who is winning?
Good enough to allude to love
To believe you're thought that much of
Sacrifices, symbols demeaned
Degraded wishes, bruised longing
Oh,
Who is winning?
It must take something from you
you want to give
You must be humbled gladly
like a lover is
It must make something of you
you want to be
You must be opened up
and not left empty
Care is taken to make sure the
Threat of communion can't come true
Won't create the mistake of hope
Illusions you are coming close
Oh,
What are we doing?
Long ago it required a love
Or pure power, the heart of lust
We're slaves but we're slow to bore
Empty eyes less windows than holes
Dogshow, acrobat, warrior
Outwitted, blind, owned slave driver
Oh,
Purge this possession
No Hope
No hope
only moods and mistakes
No growth
only movements making way
Go home
never anywhere else
Go alone
like you made a choice
Be afraid
nothing is around
Feel alive
going to the ground
Will it work the way you’d like
Will it turn you downside high
Will it have on your knees
Will it have you underneath
Can it put you where you would
Can it save you making good
No hope
only moods and mistakes
No growth
only movements making way
Go home
never anywhere else
Go alone
like you made a choice
Be afraid
nothing is around
Feel alive
going to the ground
Will it work the way you’d like
Will it turn you downside high
Will it have on your knees
Will it have you underneath
Can it put you where you would
Can it save you making good
Man In My Head
“There’s a man in my head, but he isn’t me anymore...”
Feelings are fleeting
can lie like the truth
People want comfort
or abuse for proof
The angle worthy
is something new
I have walked upon you,
and among, willing fool
Victim or liar --
no better, but through
Walk away quiet
there is nothing to lose
Sonnets like sickness
inspiration cruel
Courage is precious
anger is fuel
Romance is waiting
dull gesture and cue
promiseless passions
impotent noose
calculated walls
we cannot undo
intimate voids
clutching and crude
obscene genuflections
lifeless fuck-you
Nowhere is purpose
shadows turn loose
Deciding we’re done is
our first moment true
“There’s a man in my head, but he isn’t me anymore...”
Feelings are fleeting
can lie like the truth
People want comfort
or abuse for proof
The angle worthy
is something new
I have walked upon you,
and among, willing fool
Victim or liar --
no better, but through
Walk away quiet
there is nothing to lose
Sonnets like sickness
inspiration cruel
Courage is precious
anger is fuel
Romance is waiting
dull gesture and cue
promiseless passions
impotent noose
calculated walls
we cannot undo
intimate voids
clutching and crude
obscene genuflections
lifeless fuck-you
Nowhere is purpose
shadows turn loose
Deciding we’re done is
our first moment true
Glue Factory
(Love of games
use the eyes
Winning useless
loose disguise)
Monument mouths
and ruins unleashing
Polished mis-takings
swordless unsheathings
Play to the possible
help it along
Call on the past
you suggested and caused
Take down your temper
massage the fallout
Aftermath tasting
sweeter than doubt
Come upon chance
a close delicate few
Constant circumstance
simple practice for you
Cannibal
Crush machine
Suicide is less obscene
Drag and claw
Strong and mean
No one here
is coming clean
(Love of games
use the eyes
Winning useless
loose disguise)
Monument mouths
and ruins unleashing
Polished mis-takings
swordless unsheathings
Play to the possible
help it along
Call on the past
you suggested and caused
Take down your temper
massage the fallout
Aftermath tasting
sweeter than doubt
Come upon chance
a close delicate few
Constant circumstance
simple practice for you
Cannibal
Crush machine
Suicide is less obscene
Drag and claw
Strong and mean
No one here
is coming clean
Autopilot
Lay your hands upon my controls
ignore your caution
taken whole
Sunken where we ought to be
sweet accident
when we’ve gotten free
Time is on us growing down
stealing kisses she’s
penny for pound
Wake up under smothered hope
skipping scenes
they’ve a secret joke
I fell down
fell down again
Abandoned and
came up the same
Tired for a lost
weary traveller
Put on the cost
It hardly matters
These things are only good real
release yourself
so good to kneel
Claw away from all your reasons
bankrupt fated
electric obeisance
Lay your hands upon my controls
ignore your caution
taken whole
Sunken where we ought to be
sweet accident
when we’ve gotten free
Time is on us growing down
stealing kisses she’s
penny for pound
Wake up under smothered hope
skipping scenes
they’ve a secret joke
I fell down
fell down again
Abandoned and
came up the same
Tired for a lost
weary traveller
Put on the cost
It hardly matters
These things are only good real
release yourself
so good to kneel
Claw away from all your reasons
bankrupt fated
electric obeisance
Lazarus
Is she coming for me
Has she arrived
Am I crumbling
And my loss still alive
Is her heart wondering
Does she believe
Are our stars gathering
Or accident's thieves
Magic surrounds her
Suffocation breathes
Lazarus rises
Dies again when she leaves
She has the gone pieces
the hope for this puzzling
persistent notion
That I’m onto something
good
Oh, that I’m on something good
Where have I been
so many mornings away
What did I want
so much and not say
Where can I go
to believe I can stay
My threatening hands now
just make me afraid
Is she coming for me
Has she arrived
Am I crumbling
And my loss still alive
Is her heart wondering
Does she believe
Are our stars gathering
Or accident's thieves
Magic surrounds her
Suffocation breathes
Lazarus rises
Dies again when she leaves
She has the gone pieces
the hope for this puzzling
persistent notion
That I’m onto something
good
Oh, that I’m on something good
Where have I been
so many mornings away
What did I want
so much and not say
Where can I go
to believe I can stay
My threatening hands now
just make me afraid
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