if id known id feel so low id have never come to borneo i killed a fisherman with a bow and arrow i thought i was invisible i will lie in my trial 'i gave my body to a crocodile' ill show them tears, ill show them smiles ill have the face of an innocent child what a fine authentic sight volcano cloud in the sky 12:15 is sweet and kind 12:49 is a liars time priceless, priceless trust on the line dusty bones in the morning time i would lay as a child watching over the animals wild they were fine, they were strong they didnt know a right from a wrong i got a strange souvenir for you you can only tell the truth to a harvester moon im laying hidden in my canoe is my secret safe with you? what a fine authentic sight volcano cloud in the sky 12:15 is sweet and kind 12:49 is a liars time priceless, priceless trust on the line dusty bones in the morning time first time dead? sail a while it takes a very long time to make an old friend you and i we have been good drifting planks of flaming wood i dont know how it happened, guess i saw it in a dream i woke up to the stinging of a bee got a fly baited hook stuck in my palm and a dragon in your eyes was pulling me along

set a timer and ill run around ill tell myself to come back to this spot ill go about my day count up all my memories and find my favorite one like the time i found a necklace between the clouds beyond the tree i cant believe you really thought did you really think you could spy on me? it was just about a week we mourned eachothers side a vigil over night kisses on your cheek kiss the tears away until the chosen day come out from my rock and look up at the sun hanging on the wall star begin to fall virgin of the dawn in her lettuce shawl lay my tongue on the dirty ground thats how i know which way is down when i can only think about her painted feet and stained glass frown ill be in utah or further south in red rock knocking hoodoos down and i suspect ill see you there the one i love to pin it down going slow i can detach myself from them and be alone with him later ill come back ill love them all again i wont hate another man when im old and done angels haul me up by my armpits in the sun please tell me where she is and if it doesnt hurt to ask when will she be back? god told me i was supposed to die but id slipped his mind for several months and that supper is a pathetic meal and so is breakfast and so is lunch i crawled up out my piled up wrecked up plane in the shining dawn if today is long enough i said ill put the poison where it belongs lay my tongue on the dirty ground thats how i know which way is down when i can only think about her painted feet and stained glass frown ill be in utah or further south in red rock knocking hoodoos down and i suspect ill see you there the one i love to pin it down tired of sleeping and waking up tired of working and making love the plain is dark the moon is hard was it necessary to have come so far?

line em up i demand a recount now a low moral threadcountdown here i am my spray tan on a sunset bedspread pentagram welcome my friend to being blind cream of wheat mirror-eyed i found out im yellow crying on my pillow we went through some weather together i dont want to remember i didnt like the world well see you in hell i am naked and supine lay do your best it will not fly i remember all the way back to myself when all this was a page in a book on my shelf and i was taught to fleece those rubes bury them in their rumpus rooms little naked little lies little human connexercise well i found out im yellow tears on my pillow we went through some weather together i dont want to remember i didnt like the world much read my lips do not do not touch

many days i dont ever go to work till 3 i lay in bed picking out a shirt picking out my shirt with a pillow on my head ive got a bucket upturned in my little shower i can sit there like a bird turning the minutes into hours i hate eating it makes me sick but sometimes you gotta do it im always getting stuck admiring the animals when ive got things to do like sorting, folding, or memorizing i wish i were more like you i often look up at the sky and see a shooting star fly by does this mean i am blessed? what about when a magpie flies by? i hate eating it makes me sick but sometimes you gotta do it does it hurt to be made of smoke? cross my heart and hope to die your love is a message that wont tell a lie cross my heart and wait to die laying like a lamb underneath the sky

could not be evil could not be good one love is no money one love is no wood dissolve our family body like a black ghost walking by the mirror dont know who i am nor does any man i never expected the green lumber that grew it really came through one love is no salt one love is no fire could not revolt could not desire poor as a beggar rich in money rich love white glove hold him above as a child i thought that freedom is love little man at the end o my hands ill shake him round a bit little man at the end of my bad hands aint no jesus christ to stop it from goin right aint no jesus christ in sight with the hope of a raft i believe i am all the past is done and the rest expunged your final destination one love is no fire one love is no bite in a kind of trouble when love is no fight i never expected my gift was a fat chastized lip i never expected the smoke from the floor from the basement door i never expected the green lumber that grew it really came through

you dont want to filet yourself too soon on a full moon but youll do it inside the canyon whose iciness is that dark i dont mind, so long as you sing like a lark never let the dread out of your heart in my belly is something dark and heavy theres a path but the bridge is done in whats that on the platform? its the rangey fortress of my friend of 26 having all the while been kept up waiting to erupt or split open like a nut hes got the look of a man but hes just a bridge with a cold wind blowing through him in my belly is something dark and heavy theres a path but the bridge is done in you told me to be long winded to die when im 85, and i signed but im not afraid of your justice man ill fit in there fine, its as chancey as this soul of mine and now ive got a blade in between my bite and im biting my cheek like a poisonous snake and the blood is happy to be free and the whip cracks sound by the edge of my lake and in my belly is something dark and heavy theres a path but the bridge is done in

down the road the lights were green and red from up aloft the pavement shone like colored gold and rain was falling soft i went there knowing nothing and not seeing a light i figured id be there an hour or two at most that night i hurt myself two nights ago promise in the cold wanton fighting soul caress and tightly hold set to leave my home tonight never light another light till my heart come back to life set out in the early yawn await the open hand of dawn sunset au revoir hair and lovers broken law comfort leaning kiss goodbye before they breathe a morning sigh sleep in hay tomorrow night miss her body and her light what could i do? what could i say? to get away down the road the lights were green and red from up aloft the pavement shone like colored gold and rain was falling soft the door was open waiting i went inside and sat when red wine poured into my glass i knew id walked into a trap confer a holy office on creature of the night touching me all wrong in the guilty candlelight i have no cherry leaves my friend to string up on an olive branch i wish it had not gone this way youll be waking up today and ill have set out in the early yawn await the open hand of dawn sunset au revoir hair and lovers broken law comfort leaning kiss goodbye before they breathe a morning sigh sleep in hay tomorrow night miss her body and her light but what could i do? what could i say? to get away

what language do you speak? mouse rat snake parrot while my golden tears run down your cheek two faced man one tame one wild eye looking up at my jabbering friend couldnt understand an english word he said his backended, opened up, jive wheeled trains of thought i thought i was smiling but i was surprised i was not smiling like i thought i was everythings settled again like sand on the bend where the river U's under a dark moon rain i didnt like you but i like you again doesnt matter what the wind says if a coconuts caught in the windsock

i looked into the lilac tree and no words would come to me her folds of skin were thin her berries were all blue she called me by my old name and she spoke of you look up sky proudly washing clean with the rain pinkening magic made of love remains youre free to follow visions only you can see but i asked the stars themselves to guide you back to me i asked the valley full of healthy trees whats the message on the breeze? we split our matches and out we go test our fate and dont pretend to know if the wind is a dancer i wont demand an answer but dont assume my love is like that love you knew i would wait for you forever if you asked me to youre free to follow visions only you can see but i asked the stars themselves to guide you back to me i asked the desert where the fire blazed where el nino rained a river down beneath the sky headed toward a distant sign turns a thousand times with blinded eyes go untethered on the desert plain we may not know eachother when we meet again youre free to follow visions only you can see but i asked the stars themselves to guide you back to me

some good ideas make their way down here to me when i hang out all night from my intention tree i swam in circles at first but now im calm as calm can be my body it hurts but it will transform eventually by myself im alright but now your setting me behind with all those tears in your eyes the moon and the stars in your arms... we used to fill our minds with bells and whistles nickels and dimes dont have the time sleepin under stars dont know where we are sleepin under air i dont know where some leeches i see have attached themselves to me as i move on down the river to where i hope ill find a boat your skin is getting too cold head in the clouds if youd still like to go home just blink twice now but see those letters in the sky spelling out butterfly another night in our cocoon sleeping in a parachute i think we used to fill our minds with bells and whistles nickels and dimes dont have the time sleepin under stars dont know where we are sleepin under air i dont know where