Driving the car how do I run away
Through that empty field to the edge
Of nowhere filled with no one
Before I fall down begging for strangling
Arms of the entity daring and bold
Who is unafraid to hold me down hard
Shutting me off erased with no pain to any
Jarring me loose from my stupid dabbling
Lost in romantic idealist dreaming
No one ever really lied to me, quit crying
You’ve read song writers studying philosophy
What scholars repeat in memorable lines
Young and naïve able to face anything
Wasn’t easy; it would be so hard this hard
Cheap life like Russian roulette in Saigon
Bloodied foam and rocks on every shore
Scattered bones and skulls and lost letters
Black mamba killing children in the cane
Since the beginning of human cohabitation
By chance or design we were made man
Not crepuscular prey on twilight’s horizon
When I touch you I love you
Even when I hear you yell as I press
With four sharp fingers your bleeding vessels
to the blade of your pelvic bone
I do it from natural call to duty
Virtue makes me guilty privileged and trite
Please don’t let children see my mess
Lock this nonsense in the basement
With stale hay and old urine and spit
With the imaginary weak and pathetic
Rise awake to reality clear eyed and focused
Determined to be immune
Doing what is necessary to spread
Remaining Hopeful for the day
