When I Say Draw

Out on the street before we know it 

Tomorrow is the end of all jobs 

I can feel the obsession for me growing

Still no sharp objects in sight 

I cry saying I’m sick of the heights 

Cut me down 

Run me out 

It’s not too big a task 

Cover those tired eyes it should help 

Preserve the ego trip spun behind my back 

Warning signs on the winding road 

A stuffed feeling in nymph’s throats 

Just met now strung on a key fob

Running paint through lips the day after night 

The distance has made the words all dry up 

I’m oblivious when covered 

Call that living in Stevie Wonder

Wouldn’t you want to know the real names 

All plots 

And lots 

And lots of pray

The doors of the boring corridor filled 

All gossiping the same 

Echoing in hearts is only one frame

Pleasures miles away leave me alone 

Call a rain check 

Something’s under the bed 

Laughed at the script’s lines until I ached 

Hunted through orgasmic wilderness

Now there are frowns in the water 

Saying I’m not better than ever 

That I shouldn’t seek help in new hands 

Someone is in a castle with a megaphone blaring

About the difference between worms and snakes 

Melting between the teeth of beauty

Teaching how to drive in a breathing labyrinth