Shapeshift

Pushing thrusting bulbs
into the light
a peasant thought
starts its flight
from reason
and from fact
A peasant thought
grows two legs
opens up its heart
an absurd courtship

oh dear
oh dear
what has become of hesitation?
oh dear
oh dear
did the mosquitos bite bring me down?

She said..
Lets sing the crippling song
Her lips always ate moments
like days
..and I was not prepared

I was gone

..and I was not prepared
to let my guard down
so i fed her
the end

THE END OF MY SPEAR

We would throw
rocks n' things
into our well
ourselves as well
we would ride to a
. . clack and kabik

Like Dinosaurs

Dropping into the darkness
WE SINK

You should have seen her..
at one with the gods
she said
Lets sing the Cripple Song
Then I was gone

Oh dear, Oh dear!
Then i was gone
Oh dear, Oh dear!
Then i was gone
She said
Lets sing The Cripple Song together

Then I was gone.