Two, three, four, five

Cool wind in my hair

Only there was no hotel

We weren’t in California.

Too much knowledge is a dangerous thing.

Two intellectual

Individuals can’t be one;

There never can be

Two hundred percent.

Action is a consequence of speech,

I know

The height of irony, with

Three inches missing.

The difference made me veer

Diffidently towards unvoiced defiance.

I can’t have you think for me;

Of me, you may.

Your principles are rooted

So firmly you’re uprooting mine;

Tangling me within myself

Eating myself escaping, colliding,

Passing time.

Again I’ve learned, been burned

Again I’ve seen, come clean

Patience, infinitesimal, brooding

Eludes me this time

Four times I tried to cry

Would not come.

Me, the human drain

Cluttering your miasmal erudition.

I took a chance on chance –

I don’t really like red cars

With black windows

Endless black road, with

Red horizon. Danger.

One point five meetings decided the end.

Eleven years sealed our destiny. But for Time…

You remind me of the line of Automatons

With punch-card minds on Autopilot

I know I can never level with

Save one. He’s human.

Stabs of guilt gut-wrenching

Relocation instantaneous, only in mind.

Open my eyes, mouth full of glass and blood.

You make me sick

You repel me

You hate me.

Five strikes. I’m hungry.

I fly toward trouble thirstily

Knowing I fly backwards

Maybe that’s why I keep time

Knowing I’ll be back with someone else.

Too Much Egg Yolk Makes Me Mad

Self-assured, self-appointed Guardian Angel!

You've given me black eyes.
I bet you were watching from the shadows
Of faraway lands you've never visited.
Protective, for confirmation of your worth?
Were you a deprived child, I know you were.
Middle-man is what you'd like to be
All your life.
The perfect car, perfect music in the perfect car.
A bottle of blue perfume on the dashboard
I forgot to dash my head against.
You and I.
Circling, two dogs and a bone.
Carrot-and-stick maestro.
Little-finger ribbon-twister.
Counselor and friend.
But not of mine. Never of mine.
Hence the was.
Nice knowing you.
You didn't smile once. Your entire family doesn't.
Not at me, anyway. Not even the little devil.
All you wanted was for me to come into your parlor
(Said the spider to the fly)
I know there'll always be individuals like you
Eclipsing my life.
But then you'll eventually move, but I'll be blind,
Because I looked too long and too hard.
Blind with egg yolk
I hate it, but I eat it
When I have no choice
(But to have patience)
Is very hard when the one you love is a patient.
I miss you, my friend, my love
Everything's so cold without you...
Threaten me, would you?
You won't ever know how far we've gone
And I'm not afraid of anybody knowing.
Video-game road tracks
I'm in the enemy's clutches.
A sweat-patch on the seat behind me.
A beggar shamelessly hounding me.
You can't cancel this bond, or stop the interest.
I hope YOU know that.
Smug, black, and white, and grey
I just have to wait for you to move away
So light can strike me once more
Sunlight, golden-yellow
(The color of egg yolk)