I know others have had it tougher than I but, life is too hard for me in this big city lost in a multitude of men and machines we were born into this not of our own choice nor will... you see, I'm the sensitive one and no one understands that but me and you… Continue reading The big city guy who hanged himself (epitaph)
It's night time. Driving Down the Road, you got no one. Driving Down the Road, it's night-time, you're such a gone one. listening to the Doors squirmin' like a toad. you're the only one left in town awake. look up to the sky. your darkness come long. cold air's blowin' down your neck. it's overdue.… Continue reading It’s Night Time
Living in the land of neurosis get that diagnosis feeling very comatosis. don't kill yourself go take another nap. go kiss your pap. beer bottles clanking together toasting every minute of it. pop tart smoking in the squeaky old toaster. pot belly pig roasting in the roaster. hop aboard the bumpy freeway roller coaster and… Continue reading Living in the Land of Neurosis
No one understands those poor souls who wake wishing they did not pains end is assuredly coming and then there will be no more one does not see feelings change like the weather until he visits the eye of the storm.
Goin' to a shrink mind's on fire eyes crossed can hardly think a little crazy gettin' mighty hazy better have a drink down to the last dollar now's time to holler crossing over the brink bout' to get kicked out of this hellish motel nowhere to go on highway's endless spell pit in the stomach… Continue reading Mind’s on the blink
one way ride slow dive in greener ears white lies go devil on your shoulder whispers 'suicide tide' get bored dull sword Mr. Ford directionless truck drives itself going far picking winners eating cold dinners greasy diner bars back home sleep talking counting stars eyes glisten angels listen horn honks beep thinking deep soul to… Continue reading Slow dive
Welcome to the 'you' show. jump through the hoop bro. watch yourself play in that other dimension you won't know until much later though. you're your own henchman. someone looking at you lying on a park bench man. it was where you wanted to be passed out drunk sailing the seven seas in that nihilistic… Continue reading Welcome to the ‘you’ show
You know the only way out of a life of torment is A O N E W A Y T I C K E T to hell! smell the smoke from the burning bush. yet, nothing burns... the illusion is real with each step down those slippery stairs. once upon a time, time stood still.… Continue reading Torment