Veronica
Veronica, she’s all tied up
For what she did in her dreams one day
The bearded woman’s husband is two feet away
And nothing she can do will stop the things he say
Veronica with a tiny hook
From the head to the toe she has changed her look
Veronica you immoral bitch
How dare you do all the things you did
You can’t stop her
She’s butchered
The peoples imaginations
Finely woven wires in a tightened knot
Wrapped around her tongue and pulled through her foot
Finger nails have been replaced with wax
And slicing down her front bits through her back
There is a tube containing a secret oil
Inserted in her throat and draining in her chest
Keeping her alive so that she can see
Veronica’s ideas aren’t like you and me
And the ropes are hanging low from the ceiling fan
And tied around her feet and around her hands
And finely crafted steel inserted in her cunt
Because of what she did to the bearded lady’s runt
And hanging up suspended in a room full of glass
She tightens up her chest and pours out her laughs
Theres nothing she can do now that would stop their fun
And she blankly stares at people until she thinks they might be done
The blood is spilling faster as the dwarfs underneath her
Are filling up their hats and feeding it to leopards
Who’s cages are all open so they don’t miss the show
That no one in the city will ever ever know
James
James lived under the tree of reason he got there by train one day when he was
very young…. Far too young to remember anything before. But he lived there, and
he never did understand what it all meant. He didn’t bother anyone, and the
lizards would come visit him and bring him the things he needed to survive…
which wasn’t much, considering his residence. The lizards would come and go day
after day, but after 22 years he still never understood their language. The
lizards however continued to keep him alive, and generally happy. One day Linda
came to the tree, which in it self would be an event that would cause great
excitement… Linda traveled far and had to overcome all the obstacle that stood
in her way, and after all that she had made it, she had reached everything she
could ever want in life. James had never seen a woman before, and as far as
women go Linda was beautiful. James tied her to the tree… he didn’t have a voice
so he couldn’t say a word… he fucked her for hours and hours, until she was
nothing but a quivering bloody mess strapped to the tree of reason, unable to
speak either any more. James had had his way with her and fell to dreams. Upon
his awakening he found him self in a tiny box, james was underground, buried
alive, and his cock had been sawed off, and in it’s place a single stick. The
pain was incredible, but he would not die… he wasn’t allowed to… not yet. The
beasts that live under the soil would have a feast tonight, and above the ground
the lizard girl licked Linda’s wounds, and she was wrapped in a silver blanket
and placed high in the branches of the tree. And Linda’s blood poured down over
the leaves and bark that made up this tree, protecting it from the winter that
was coming.
Isabel
Isabel your walking on
The pathway to another home
Stepping careful round the log
That fills you full of mother’s milk
Breathing in the sawdust from
The many nights you spent with him
And setting all the clocks back to
the hour that I had with you
Misery has filled your pockets
With the powder from the store
Mixing it with blind man’s tears
Until she feels a little more
Isabel is walking on the stilts that she made
Isabel is falling from a man made tree that reached the moon
Isabel is going to the house that she can’t call her own
Isabel is taking this trip all alone
And Isabel winks shyly at
The boy she sees across the lake
And Isabel can’t help herself
Though this may just be her mistake
And on a Sunday afternoon
She cleans the laundry room
Walks along the banister
In her underwear, oh who would care
And dreaming of a made up place
Sky painted on her face
And Isabel won’t change her clothes
There is no point in anything
Chorus
She has a flash light so she can read
The poems she wrote for you and me
And she knows this isn’t real
The way she thinks she makes you feel
Walking hand in hand with ghosts
That smell like musk much more than most
She always has a pen near by
Just in case she must tell a lie
Isabel never learned to swim
Or boil an egg and other things
But Isabel can fly a kite
And name the stars she sees at night
Wire Woman
I’m gonna lock it down.
Chain it to a home made raft.
Kick it in the river full of blood and teeth.
It will sink to the bottom and stay,
she laughed. I need no explanation, not any more,
every thing you wrote is propaganda
and it’s thick and I love it,
and I need it, to get myself back up.
I opened my eyes in a boutique.
And bought you the short black wig.
And you gave it to the wire woman,
and you danced with Victorian pigs.
But it’s still all at the bottom.
Being eaten by vampire fish.
I sat naked with the plaster face.
Nailed my hands to feet and wished.
If you make that face too long, she said,
you will stay like that forever.
So I made it as long as I could
and dress the wires up in leather.
Because the wire woman,
spat up teeth and chunks of meat.
All cradled up in a leather corset.
Her hand are nailed to feet.
She cried for it for half a month,
she wished it to come back.
I spun around with nursery rhymes,
and lived within my back pack.
Sixteen
something in my eye
There's something in my head
he's eating up my soul
he wants me to be dead
He's sixteen and the time
the time is all lost
He's sixteen in his mind
and she says that's the cost
Five years older
than my mind knows what to do
Five years out side
My soul is still new
It's hard to be old
I ache to be cold
My soul I have sold
and I can't leave 1992
Please understand
that I want to die
The truth is too much
to learn I cant get by
Slash up my face
you don't know its me
change my name
now you can't see
Leave this fucking town
you don't know where I've been
End this screwed up life
in my mind I am sixteen.
Eggs for sale
Eggs, eggs, eggs for sale
I’m gonna molest your snail
I eat no fruit, I am so pale
Set up a stand, I got eggs for sale.
Please relish me, fantastic chest
Please favor me, you pathetic mess
You know you dig me, pony tail pest
You know you’ll lick me, you’re the best
Psyched out nympho see you fall
Messed up bimbo won’t you call
I’ll dress you up like a baby doll
Suck my eggs on a grassy null.