Fallen flesh

Take this piece of me the flesh

that holds it in, pry it from

dead finger tips and let the prayers begin.

Dance upon the pale earth and sing

the souls reprieve. Take me Lord,

to the Kingdom, set this solemn slave free!

My knees so weak and rusted

over bolts of long since past

winters boiling over to Christ

locked in impasse

Souls all set a flame in demons

eyes and cake for sale

lusting after Holy lands that

bend but do not break.

Take this piece of me O’Lord

you already have the rest

set the soul on fire burst

through decayed and broken chest.

Oh! Lord dance with me subtle

a top this mound of bones

for I am lost in conquest

of souls I’ve never known.

Lord take me fully as flesh

slips from these bones

and Christ the only lover that

I have ever known.

Touch the strength of weakness

As this soul breaks free

dance in wonder with me

lift me off of dirty knees.

(February 28 2013)


Medication Roulette

Do you hear the voices?

Yes? well let’s begin!

We’ll take away your pills

to figure out how weak you are within.

Feeling fine? Let’s disregard

take them down now let’s restart!

We know best how to medicate

and it’s a game we love to play.

Let’s fill your prescription

you’ll love this new pill

we want you to take it

now tell us how you feel!

Do you hear the voices as you’re shaking

in the shower?

Blood sweat and hell bent increase the dosage

every hour!

Do you hear the voices?

Yes? well we took your pills

replaced them with placebos

oh-God! what a fucking thrill!

You want to know how long this will last?

let’s take a look no never mind you can’t ask!

Do you hear the voices?

Do you know your name?

Oh-the wait is over!

Let’s dissect this consumer’s brain!

Do you hear the voices?

No, you wouldn’t anyway,

we took away your pills

now you’re decaying all damn day!

We want to know just what happened

so we’ll dissect away the brain

you’ll never know just how you helped

you’ve given us a raise!

(February 27 2013) 

Kingdom come

Rip the rolling tundra

with mal content and lacquer

turn the clock around and

save the Queen’s disaster!

As long as ladies love

continues without laughter

then everything is fine

you’ve avoided freedoms Master.

Boil down the ice and turn

the King around.

View the world in motion

and happenstance is found.

Every day’s a struggle

when the world is set a fire

by Jester’s playing song’s

that ignite the Lord’s pyre.

Truth be told the world ends

every night it dies

and when it’s set in motion

the clock wrecks its lullaby.

Never speak to soon or you’ll

invite disaster. Queens in royal

bloom that kill all signs of laughter

never sing in tune or you will face it faster.

In Court’s revival speaks every whisper to the caster

as flames devour souls,

and the world finally pays it toll

just another relic waiting to be sold.

(February 27 2013)