She with the laugh that frightens me


Invited
by the minister
taken in as his own
across town from her squat

wrote a book
on some people

made this thing
that you can sit on
and take with you anywhere
for others to try

met with others
who brought some stuff
and made a rag of it

it was thrown
offered
taken
felt
and read

i saw it with my own eyes
my friend told me so
i swear

what a remarkable co-animator
i hardly knew

Heat in my toes
there is nothing to time but waiting
and expression in death

feverish evenings
in humour of friends
they fail
at every turn
for you do not dare to steer
away

nights of closeness
they leave you behind
empty and far
from your passion

they take away the soul flesh
from those that you feel
so close and
so warm

the night is soft
but takes such strength
to fight it
on its turf

day in
day out

it takes and
takes
and takes

unforgiving
it takes your wife
it takes your sight
it takes
the smell
of she who is in your sleep


you feel as though
as though you've tried
so hard to keep
away

you fail and fail
from trying
not to to give

you are
so
nothing can help
it is she is she it is
they stand and sit beside you
they ask for pain and you give your's
taunting away from fear
of hurting

song2beachboys

there really is only one way to where
she is right over there

So move on over to where she stares
bopping to the stage back there

do a ditty do it over there
be so freaky all over there
be so freaky all in the air
do a ditty and she'll be there

run around string along
she'll find a place too bare.

song1

I grow very slowly
I bring myself to light
every morning
I stand very tall
and fall afternoon
time
[]
i pick myself up
at night
and i tell whoever speaks to me quite silently
fuck off
fuck off
fuck off

Suburban girl

suburban girl -
the suburban girl
she says so little
and speaks so much,
she walks and walks
so fast and so steady
i can't keep up

suburban girl -
you're so pretty,
i want to walk beside you
but you can't tell
i'm suffering
lagging behind you
or fumbling before you
you hold your smoke to your lips
and sing silently a song of prose without words
to call your own

suburban girl
you have no sex
you are so clean
and yet i cannot see you past the smoke

a man is a man is a man

A man is a man who doesn't say what he thinks
he says what he thinks by moving his body
body language.
a man who thinks is a man
who says what he thinks with his lips.

There's nothing i can say
She demands and i offer.
There are no limits
there is no meaning in existence and being of self or other
either lying or standing
her breath is my my command
my is is her ought and
there is nothing but her there and ought
that predicts my doing
from here and there on forth
i am her's
forever and forth
she is my is
and am her to be
there is no future
and there is no present
until she forgoes
all time
and being
into space

i love her
i am in love with her
she will never never know
because she is
my friend