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A fly flew
And then got slew
Said the fly 'why'
Said I 'want you die'
And the fly got the clue

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First, you die to the world, and then

First, you die to the world, and then
the world dies
October burns

In a dark time, dark things gather,
want notice, die by recognition:
this one loves the fur that lines a leather coat
a woman gave me, long ago, for my glory, for the cold;
let the coat burn:
this world-wound oozes hustlers and hookers,
who snatch like a wolf, beg left and right, behind, before.
Who lives and dies upright, like a man?

Goddess of the evening, dressed like sunlight,
Goddess of the morning, dressed like rainbows,

carve like a pie, in slices, knife that knows your empty places,
beg of her latest, mercy on your soul -
let the coat burn

I've fought my worst battle in the valley of the shadow
I've done my hardest waiting by the bank of this river
I spend my time watching for the coming of the Horseman

let the world burn

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The Grief Of A Widow

I am no fan of white lilies
As they say are flowers used for funerals
I am no fan of ashes, either
Then again, I once choked on smoke

I want you to know that, when the time comes
I want no gift
No expression of kindness, emotion or guilt
You are not the culprit, not to be blamed

So what I'm saying, is do not
Place flowers or a gift upon my gravestone
I appreciate generosity, but you are not my betrothed
I am in fact, alone

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The Day You Die

The most important day in your life is the day you die,
And your time of death could be scheduled but can’t and you don’t know why,
Somehow or other they can’t get around to changing the death rules,
About assisted suicide and euthanasia for us fools.

European countries and Oregon can do it but not us,
Our politicians have the attitude that it was ever thus,
Our politicians go to Ottawa and there they hide out,
But then they do nothing and act as if they know what it’s about.

Maybe our politicians believe that they will never die,
We will never know because they will never tell us why,
No binding referendums like the Swiss constitutional tools,
No death with dignity because it’s against religious rules.

Jan 18th,2011

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The Last One To Touch Me

If there ever was an angel, then surely you must be one
If there ever was a perfect love when I look at you I see one
If there's heaven on earth, then this must surely be
And I want you to be the last one to touch me
The last thing I remember before I go to sleep
Is the touch of your sweet lips softly kissing me
And I go to sleep athinking how happy you make me
And I want you to be the last one to touch me
And when it's time to lay me down for my eternal sleep
Once more let your fingers softly touch my cheek
If I know that you have touched me, then I can sleep in peace
And I want you to be the last one to touch me
And when the night is over and time will be no more
They say that we shall meet again upon the golden shore
And so when I awaken from my eternal sleep
I want you to be the first one to touch me
I want you to be the first, the last, the only one to touch me

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Shouldve Never

Music: samuel barnes, jean claude olivier, cory rooney, tonino bailardo, nicolas reyes
Lyrics: cory rooney, jennifer lopez
Ive been so caught up in the thought of me and you
Even though I love someone else
I know my heart belongs to you
Tell me how did we ever let the situation get this far
Maybe we should just try to hide the things we feel inside
Things I know we cant deny
Chorus:
Shouldve never told you that I cared about you
Didnt think that it would be, so bad
Shouldve never kissed you
Shouldve never held your hand
Got to find a way to let these feelings go
What did I do the day I let you slip into my soul
It was then, when I realized that I would always want you in my life
No one else can know of the things that weve been saying on the telephone
It would be so bad
If they ever knew that me and you were secretly into each other
Chorus
Bridge:
Im so scared, trembling inside
cause Im feeling like somebody else already knows
Oh my god, I love you both so much
And to have to choose between the two is hurting me so deep inside
Chorus:
Shouldve never told you that I cared about you
Never thought that it would be, so bad, hum
Shouldve never kissed you
Shouldve never held your hand
I dont ever want to feel this way again

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When I Wrote The Words I Love You I Miss You I Want You

you will by chance read these ordinary lines that a lover says to another lover faraway,

oh! My God! you really tore your heart out of your chest and threw
on the computer stand when
you write these lines

they are ordinarily said, let me tell you again,
i love you i miss you i want you on my side,

the musings sound like you and i have met and kissed
in the subway
of strangeness as i hold your hands like you are a train bar
so i may not fall away

and die like a stupid bum, but i write lines of love and missing
as i am born to love and miss
those unloved and unfound, what for too is my loneliness
and being messy,

got to go now, you did not tell me your name, and i did not tell mine,
we do not find any importance
about knowing each other at all, we just meet, i say i love you i say
i miss you, and you listen attentively and pretend you like each word,

we recall the rules of our game, for those who believe there is heaven
for those who don't keep your little space of earth,

and live, wiser, cautious, and better adjusted this time,
easy come,
easy go, there is not much pain, there is no bargain, and well

what is the gain?

now you are learning now you are saying when i go away
i miss you i love you i want you and i will not


look back at you, your tongue is so adept in your cheek.

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Anything You Want, You Got It

(myles goodwyn)
Published by northern goody two tunes, ltd./capac - ascap
Well Im ready to rock, and my temperatures hot, baby
I said Im ready to go, aint never gonna stop
But can you feel the beat girl, can never get enough of that
Ooh, anything you want, you got it, you know that i...
I aint gonna mess around, and Ill never put you down
So if you want it, yeah, anything you want, you got it, look out
The place is gonna shake now, girl can you feel the thunder
Im shootin from the hip girl, you better run for cover
But if you wanna take a chance, just tell me and Ill know what to do
Ooh, anthing you want, you got it
I aint gonna mess around, and I aint gonna put you down, no
If you want it, yeah, anything you want, you got it
Thats right, I say you want it, yeah, anything you want, you got it
Do you want it, yeah
Baby do you want it, yeah
Do you want it, yeah, you got it
Now given half a chance girl, well take it all the way
Were reaching for the top, and force a power play
Were gonna rock tonight, can never get enough of that
I said ooh, anything you want, you got it, you know that i...
I aint gonna mess around, and I aint gonna put you down
So if you want it, yeah, anything you want, you got it
Girl if want it, yeah, anything you want, you got it
So do you want it, yeah
Well baby, do you want it, yeah
Oh girl, do you want it, yeah, alright

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Child, It's Okay To Break

Child, it's okay to break.
Go ask the trees.
They've been through a few ice storms themselves.
And, yes, sometimes the lightning
mistakes your unicorn for a lightning rod
and strikes it like a drone out of the blue
when no one's home but you on a Friday night
because you're ashamed to go out
for fear of people seeing what your boyfriend did
when he came down on you like the Leonids.
And I've seen how you've tried
to craft tiaras out of broken chandeliers,
how you've sat late into
the darkest hours of the night
alone at the kitchen table
trying to pick up the pieces
and try to put them back together again
like a jigsaw of your battered reflection
in a shattered mirror that cracked
more like a fortune-cookie than a koan.
And, yes, I understand how hard it is
the more he's false to you
to have to be true for the both of you
to keep the dream alive
of something nurturing, something
the way you imagined it would be
for you and your son and his misunderstood father.
And it feels like a wasted sacrifice to the wrong god
when you realize for all the pain you've suffered
you're just a pyramid
trying to do social work with quicksand
that keeps getting kicked in your face.
You've been pouring a mirage
into a bottomless cup of emptiness.
And you're afraid of your own happiness
as if you were raising the shadow of its assassin
to follow it everywhere like a personal diary.
And isn't it true you've learned
to shred your joys in secret
like an embassy that abandoned you
when you asked for sanctuary
like a candle in a storm
and they suggested there was nothing
that could be done for you or your son
or your misunderstood boyfriend
but blow the light out
if you want to see better in the dark
what you're running from. Denial,
rejection, self-recrimination, self-disgust
at how much bad meat your wishing well
has had to swallow, and even worse,
how your love potion number nine
smells like wild orchids blooming
in the shadow of an outhouse, and tastes
like someone watered down the wine with mouthwash.
Hey, pussycat, you're trying to build a bridge
across a river with only one bank.
And it's brutal, yes, when you take
the blindfold off and realize
sometimes love's a kidnapper
and all you've been doing all along alone here
is walking the plank to get to the other side of nowhere.
And even after he's gone,
paying a ransom on your emotional afterlife.
Or you were keel-hauled on the moon
when the ice-berg struck
the Great Barrier Reef of an ice age on the move.
You're the last lifeboat
that's got any room for your son
and you've been grievously wounded
by trying to walk like Cinderella
on the thorns of glass
that are all that's left of your crystal slipper
splintering across the sky,
the sign of a constellation
on the verge of a nervous breakdown
trying to distinguish the dreamcatchers
from the leg hold traps.
Child, it's ok to break. Cry.
It's not healthy to live too far away from tears.
And, hey, kitten, a little advice from the alley
you're living three doors down the passage to hell.
It's not wise to wear your heart on your sleeve
when you're in a knife-fight with a serial killer
who keeps sticking it to you over and over again
just to prove he loves you
like the cheap thrill of the killing.
It's one thing to be taken in lust
by a god in the guise of a beast,
but it's another altogether
to upstage yourself in the name of love
and throw the fight out of habit
to keep the peace with impotence
shaking its fist at your sex because it fears
the magic in your medicine bag
is a lot stronger than the two little beans
he's waiting to sprout beside the bed
as if the story of Jack and the Beanstalk
went to his head gigantically
like an ax with a castration complex.
Child, it's ok to break. Laugh.
Come on, just once, if you can't be happy,
try a little evil glee at least.
It doesn't mean you're spitting on a deathmask.
You don't have to aim
like cobras and the Taliban
for a literate girl's eyes.
But wouldn't it feel good,
just for a second to wipe the smile
off a cruel clown's face with industrial disinfectant?
Wouldn't it be absurdly gratifying
to confront the mirrors
that have been bullying you
with a shepherd moon
on a collision course
plotted out by the flightplan in your hand
and watch them run from you for a change.
The way I see it through my spaced-out telescope
you're boyfriend is a tiny mutant asteroid
all ore, no gold inside, that shines
by your reflected light, iron pyrite,
a mere nugget of a man you keep
trying to hang on to like an atmosphere.
Of course you're going to get kicked around
in this asteroid belt of broken hearts
were everybody's ready to throw the first stone
at any sign of life that could threaten
the lack of one of their own.
Just once, forgive yourself
for something you didn't do.
Just once, let go, whether you
fall like Icarus toward the sun,
jump from that paradise you've
been trying to make on earth,
that's been jumping all over you,
or just kick it like a bad drug
that's been getting high on you
like a voodoo doll on coke.
You've been holding on to a lot of things
your son, your dreams, a few ideals,
the odd, outcast trinket
you befriended in your solitude
because you both shared the same fate,
a gerrymandered liferaft
of what was left of your enchanted island
after the tsunami hit you first like a spell to the heart
and then raised its fist against you
for the first time in your life.
Child, it's ok to break. To weep.
To liberate that snakepit inside
that's tied you up in knots.
You keep trying to enlighten your chains
as if you could change iron into gold,
and even though I know you think
you sometimes manage it,
and who knows, maybe you do,
but you're still held as fast to the wall
to face the music, to proofread the warning,
as you ever were
when a hand reaches out for your throat.
You're handcuffed to your own haloes.
Too much Madonna, not enough Mary Magdalene.
After the blossom, the bitter green apple.
The kiss. The smile. The wince. The grimace.
The unending last farewell whether it's
the sound of a sad friendship
or an ego breaking up along stress fractures
like the great continent Pangaea
to diversify the species of its hatred.
And then who knows how or why or when
if you're lucky, moonrise and ripening
as a less percussive music flows into your veins
like an autumn night listening to a nightbird
wondering why it sings in hiding
from all who can hear it, but one.
You haven't underwhelmed your beauty.
Your vanity is proof enough of that.
Hey, Tabatha, you're still a witchy cat.
You haven't sold your innocence cheap.
You didn't rat it out in your sleep.
If there's nothing to go back to
maybe that's because it's waiting for you up ahead.
But you're never going to know if you don't go.
Child, it's ok to break. It's how we grow.
All these closed doors and gates of passage
we leave open behind us as if time
might double back somehow to find us again
seeking enlightenment in a cult of black sheep.
If there's no return address
on the arrowhead in your wound
it's not a loveletter. It's not a keepsake.
And, yes, it hurts like hell, you've got to
bite down hard on the moon, swallow
the bitter antidote of your afterlife
to push it all the way through
the eye of the needle in an attempt
to mend paradise like an old rag that used to fit.
For awhile you'll feel like a dying planet
on an artificial respirator in an abyss
so vastly indifferent and impersonal
it makes death look like a rank amateur.
And then your mind vitrifies
and space turns to glass
and time blows bubbles you're trapped inside
like insight in a multiverse of crystal skulls
and for two or three weeks
you shriek like a mystic to reach
the highest celestial note in your repertoire
that might be able to shatter it
but it's not until you lose your voice
that it usually does like a koan
that gives up on trying to understand you.
Child, it's ok to break.
Throw that rock through the window.
Add that flame to the pyre or the stake
depending on whether you'd prefer to be cremated
standing up or lying down.
Get off that planet. Stop wasting
good oxygen on a lost cause
that doesn't know how to breathe for itself.
Get out of the egg, the net, the noose
and see how big the sky and the sea are,
how good it feels to spread your wings
and feel the delirium of the wind gusting under them
as if it were high on stars,
how pretty your neck is
when it's not wearing
the usual, brutal jewellery of a punching bag
like a tear-shaped locket
trying to hide your shame
like a bruised pearl from prying eyes.
Child, it's ok to break.
Like seeds and hearts and cosmic eggs,
you break, and then you rise.

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Life Sucks And Then You Die

but mom thats not fare.mom please.mom im begging you.
havent you gotten tired of begging your parents? well then stop doing so.its as simple as that because life isnt fair so get over it.i stopped begging my parents a long time ago.life sucks and then you die.

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All The Ways I Want You

The hills are full of secrets
Owls watch by night
Down in town the bars are full
And the drunks are picking fights
These are things I know
But the facts are filtered through
All the ways I want you
2:19 freight train
Moaning somewhere near
I see you in the distance
But I can't get there from here
Hard to believe it's happening
But my whole world's shrunken to
All the ways I want you
Stars look down and laugh at me
I ought to take a bow
Don't have to tell them life's hard sometimes
There's one falling now
Nobody's here beside me
I can talk about it to
All the ways I want you

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Fools Rush In

Just why do I want you baby
Anyone but a fool would let it be
Go on anywhere you take me
I dont want to know whats pulling me
If I fall so deep
With my eyes so wide
Then I hope that feeling isnt only mine
Fools rush in
Where the wise dont go
Fools rush in
And Im a fool for love
Fools rush in
But the wise dont know
Fools rush in
Safe advice
I cant let it stop me
Love dont wanna know the reason why
If we fall so deep
With our eyes so wide
Then I know the feeling isnt
Only mine
Fools rush in
Where the wise dont go
Fools rush in
And Im a fool for love
Fools rush in
But the wise dont know
Fools rush in

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Why Do I Love You Madam? (a Parody Of Emily Dickenson's Poem Of The Day)

69

'Why do I love' You, Ma'am?
Because—
The River does not require the Clouds
To Rain—Wherefore when the Buffalo passes
Surely she cannot keep Her Grass

Because He does not know—and
Will not You— In the biblical sense of the word
And We know not—
Enough for Us
The Dumbness be so—

The Eyelids—never asked an Iris
Wherefore they shut—when She was by-standing—
Because the Heart knows it cannot speak—
And reasons not contained—
—Of Murmur—
There be—preferred by Old Volkswagen—

The Dark Nights—Madam—constrains Me—
Because They're dark and cold and damp —and I smoke and drink—
Henceforth—Then
I must pay thee so tenderly—

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Take Him For Granted!

Why do you dissect my heart and mind now and then,
To find the clue of where I hide my flaws and false,
Why do you want to cut me into pieces with your cosmic knife?
When I hold your toes and cry for help as a single trust.

Lord, you are great, merciful, omnipresent and a forgiver,
When I am troubled, I would think that you are a tormentor,
When I am neglected, I would think that you are irresponsible,
When I am poorly clothed, I would think that you are a miser.

When we are in pain, we would think that you are the cause,
When we are battered, we would assume that you assault,
When we weep and depressed, we would blame you, my Lord,
When we are happy and successful we would think of you at last.

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Lost My Faith

We both know
That the harder we try
Can't understand it
We're so caught up in the reasons why
Station to station
And we couldn't even say their names
I realized it
Was just a game
I had lost my faith
Long ago
I had lost my faith
Long ago
I can see
That if I stay close to your side
All of my pressures now
I know they will subside
If ever you need me
All you gotta do is fall
I hear you sayin'
That you got it all
I had lost my faith
Long ago
I had lost my faith
Long ago
A stranger so it seems
I lie here for you touch
But what I'd like to know
Is why do I want you so much
You say that's all the same
All through my life
I have
Waited for you
And
Have you waited too
are you feeling what I'm feeling
Ohhhh.... I
I had lost my faith
Long ago
I had lost my faith long ago
I had lost my faith
Long ago
I had lost my faith
Long ago
I lost my faith
I lost my faith
I lost my faith
Ohh love

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Cisco Kid

Thats chapter 1,
Would you like to have chapter 2
You better you son of a bitch, I know the way.
Heres adventure, heres romance,
Heres the famous robbin hood of the old west.
Cisco, the sheriff, hes getting closer!
This way poncho, vominos. the cisco kid.
Way, way, way, we way back in the days the year, 1980.
Had to get a job, had to make some money-ney
Picked up a pen and a pad,
Dropped reality never thinking that I would live to see the day Id rock my own cd
We used to do the dance we called obie-obie
Now s.t.p. 1993, so hollywood get out my way
My moms words seems like yesterday
Love jesus, dont forget to pray
She most have gone with the boss d.j. right?
(dont be too sure of that fat one. fat one? )
And feelin though, skinny coming with the 9mm
cuz he who has the money has the authority,
And respect to the man with the uzi
(Im pritty handy with a six gun myself)
The 808 kick is on my hitlist
And this beats cooking like an ital dish
It wasnt hard for me to do, it so easy
Because to me loops loops tight go naturally
Moms words seem like yesterday.
Whats your name? cisco kid.
Si, ponchos name is, poncho.
Now in 94 we got an s.t.p.
A half pack of smokes, and oh yes, and sammy
A fifteen pack of old millwalkee
A dalmation and a girlfriend,
But I aint got no money-ne-ne-ne
The 808 is within my reach,
Sublime beats are comin straight from long beach.
If you think that hollywood
Didnt get what he deserved,
Call 808 kit to get served
(scarface)
How am I gonna get a scar like that eating pussy, man?
Theres always some hombre that cant resist swapin lead,
Just to see if their faster with the six gun than cisco is.
Theyll only find out cisco is fastet.
Well that dont stop em from tryin poncho,
Like slade here,
He fancys himself as fast on the draw as a quarter-horse
Takin after a stray.
Whats the matter? cant the cisco kid talk for himself?
Is that how you got your reputation cisco,
By havin your partner build you up?
I make no claim to a reputation senor,
And no one has to talk for me.
The cisco kid, heh,.
The kid part fits you from the way you act.
Ive meet with your kind before.
You a foolish hombre if you think he will not fight you.
Your making big talk for an hombre who will not fight.
You are wrong slade,
Ill fight you any place, any time.
If there is a good reason.
Well heres a fist full of reasons!
Now you two quit that.
Just as soon as I finish off this cisco kid.
You are the one that is finished you faggot.
Is that a good punch?
Alright you two, thats enough,
Let him alone cisco.
I wont forget this cisco,
Ill take this up with you another time.
Any time hombre,
Id be glad to accomidate you.
Ill make it soon cisco.
Shit up cash, keep your mouth shut.
Thats what I mean, cisco,
You attract trouble like a fiddler attracts a square dance,
You understand why I dont want
You staying in this town?
Do not worry sheriff

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An Old Man’s Shadow

Little man
Little boy inside
A cry for help

Distance, why?
I don’t want to die
Lonely heart
Driven apart

Ghost from the past
Is hunting for food
Dark memories
They last

Decided for good
No help today
Oh why is it so?
I have too much to say

Poor little man
With a sorrowful heart
I know your pain
It’s made you hard

Relax some more
And live more smart
Hear God’s call
And open your heart


(8 June 2001)

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El Dorado Is A Heart

Your flesh is made of gold
brought from afar, on a ship of dreams,
by the creatures of the moon.
that's why all men,
want you in their beds.
And I'm one of them, and at the same time not
for I'm the only one
that sees you as his bride.

Your dreamless worlds were cruel for me,
that's why I create my own
blue little rooms, millions and millions,
where I still feel the warmth of a love
that's flaming out.
Help me survive this apocalypse,
please.

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Speed Of Sound

I remember the first time
You said you loved me
I waited all weekend
You never called me
So you find him attractive
So what if he is
You'd like some excitement
You could count his same kiss
So it goes
On and on
My love grows
And yours is gone
A lonely existence
Well it's just a lie
If there is a reason
I'd like to know why
Something I want you to know
I've told you this once before
Don't want you to see him no more
Once again
You've let me down
Broke my heart
And turned me round
There's a light in the darkness
It doesn't seem far
Is something the matter
??? ajar
The plane goes down
Will not land
Pilot's dead
Nowhere to be found

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Empty minds filled with pride

Empty minds filled with pride
Naked to a suit
Blown without a cause
See their body's falling
In a blood scared land of fear
Hear them call, hear them calling
Who's the master of my fate?

And why do I wait…
And why do I want
And why do I wait...
And why do I want to die

Oh bring me a white flag
To wash the blood from my face
And bring me a virgin
Of saving grace

And let love be the price
I said let love be the price
Oh let love be the price for peace…

But their body's keep-on-falling
Like seeds to the ground
But those seeds will never sow
Those seeds will never grow

Life it's what you make it
So don't go breaking
Your dreams of love
Your dreams of love (humming here!)

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Dream

Dream, dream dream dream, dream, dream dream dream
When I want you in my arms, when I want you and all your charms
Whenever I want you, all I have to do, is
Dream, dream dream dream
When I feel blue in the night, and I need you to hold me tight
Whenever I want you, all I have to do, is
I can make you mine, taste your lips of wine, any time, night or day
Only trouble is, gee wiz, I'm dreamin' my life away
I need you so that I could die, I love you so, and that is why
Whenever I want you, all I have to do, is
Dream, dream dream dream, dream
I can make you mine, taste your lips of wine, any time, night or day
Only trouble is, gee wiz, I'm dreamin' my life away
I need you so that I could die, I love you so, and that is why
Whenever I want you, all I have to do, is
Dream, dream dream dream (repeats out)

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