IX.

The absinth-minded ramblings of two unequals:

are you making this up as you fall along?
 are you falling along this makeup?
 on your mark
 get set
all on me
fall on me
put me down for 2
just put me down..
and put 2 up my ass
 and drown me out
can you put me up for the night?
 and I'll bleed out your dreams
can you put up with me for the night?
 and I'll feed on your screams
mmm icecream
 eyescream
feedback and daydreams
everybodys cream for eyescream
 Everybody get cream in their eyes
 and lips to da floor
 five times a day
five to one
one in five
 noone here
 gets out alive
you KNOW it!
 alive she cried
 unfortunately, yes....
 waiting for me....
 good times... alas.. time leaves no speyeral unraveled
no road untraveled
except the unraveling of the mind
 because we can can can
 the burden of man
it's good to be the king!
 manborn
but better to sing
sing of songs
 long forgotten
a merry sing-along
 the sin of song
"this one won't hurt"
"but the next one will"
when you run out of pills
ay papi
 truth will set you free
or death.. whichever comes first
but alas: Truth is a whore
 spreading her legs every chance she gets
 yells one foot to the other
 across a dimlit room
"We seem so far apart!"
and yet we where never closer
 to the end
than now
 and now
 we wait
till the end
comes to chase us out
 and we come... undone
 I undo my zipper
and I come
 check
zipper undone, here I come
I slip into her
with my finger on the buttonfly
 and my thoughts anywhere else
ever since now
 the key to the shitty
shifts hands
the gypsy switch
with one hand on the gearshift
flip it!
 and one hand floating lazily along the steeringwheel
 surfs up
highfiber diet
die high
with broken fibres
 just another highroller
hiding in the nothingness of october
just another gay gone dry
 just another dead barfly
two snails on a beach
 a beached whale
 a waling bitch
haunting the memory of sleep
a bitching male
a fairytale
oh morningstar
where art thou
 "I've gone too far
though I know not how"
 the farther the ties
 the lesser the love
 I beg to differ
indifferent
I'm begging for difference
please
 cork my mother
before I bleed dry
the better part strayed behind
 before I fall from my chosen high
 frozen thighs
"Why so cold my love?"
 My balls are icecubes
Oh great ball, I dare not whisper thy name
 into the end
 of the endless night
the nightless end
only the light of hindsight
to guide the misplaced designs
 the I and the con
 the conman and I
why so cumeyed?
 Icon because I can
my eyeland is a wasteland
 close to comatosed destitude
destined to close the eyes
 of the comatose land
 the 1.
I second your thirst
 the second round is on the house
 the first comes at a price
steep as your love
for man
 eyelander! you are the chosen one!
you are the focalpoint of desire
 let the first choice be your last
 and the last lasts only so long
well..
as long as it lasts..
there's fun to be had
untill their days are forgotten
At the expense of our mothers
and mother's mothers
smothered
 and brothers uncovered
let he without a mother shoot the first load
let he who loads his brother first mount his mother
as mothers we rise
singing like sirens
in the stillness of the future
 but still
 soft
 trademarked for life and for death
marked by a trade in death
buy low, sell high
 touch all the children you find
child of mine
 and you will find the change undesired
 caress my flinching paranoia
unchanged I desire
Sire
but the fire burns ever brighter
 while we quietly drown in the mire
Oh Sir, please forgive this small mistake
and with these words he takes his leave into the night, for he is needed elsewhere...
 blows a kiss into the electric winds
alas; the vacant space
left by his demise