i drink the nectar of roses

then i smoke a cig

i feel flashes of nirvana

then i cook a pig

 i wanna be celibate

then i suck his cock

this the hard place

between a rock

*

i work my ass off

to pay my bills

i am not happy

so i  buy more frills

all i ever wanted

was a good man to love

but all i ever got

were boys

looking for

a thrill

*

they made me laugh

and made me cry

 i’m all dried up now

and ready to

die

*

 

 

my mind is tight now

but if i drink to make it loose…..

it will swirl into a paisley…

so exotic and hazy…

and then i go crazy

and wanna get

outta here

where the

body

lies cold

and end

this

so

on and on i go

juggling life like a magician

keys in the ignition

engaged in activities

like i am sane

picking and choosing

what to play

in this game

afraid to let go

of my control

(this is insane)

stuck in samsara

suffering and karma

but

it would be so nice

just to help ease your pain

i could give you some comforting

( i am very comfortable)

despite

my dilemma

of my own

trauma

this woman

is nature

she heals

on her own

and has

magical powers

i know you

could hone

she desires

to be

with a

yogi

that needs

a place to relax

and

just

be

 

India gold and perfume

Id rather sleep till noon

Give me my bed

I’d rather be dead

Than be a slave

In this grave

Of foo foo

leaving my cave soon

heavenly sleeping till noon

must put the chains on

fancy gold from india

and drag my ass

back to samsara

 

icing on the window
communicating
sweet words of nothing

like stars in the sky
appearing magically
disappearing silently

leaving me

breathlessly

not thinking
of what to say
drinking wine

music so intense
no pretence
the sadness
lingering

i want to escape

from this cage of illusion

of expanding bars

 

thinking where to go

only makes it more spacious

there’s nowhere to run

 

so what do you do

when you find yourself longing

to go far away

 

take a whiff of sandalwood

and bless your skin

with the bliss of bombay