Out At Night

figure things out along
at my own pains
go along at my own pace
I’m sorry if our conversations
have dwindled down
to near nothing but
times are collapsing
I’m somewhere neutral in middle
the follower eater of cheese-less pizza

get some gloves cut off the fingers
walk around cold in winter
get your wedding ring off too

fireman come out at night
scratchings like Japan gotta red Sun that’s round

church pimp dawgs gather your purses up
if Jesus is a lie I’ve not lost any sleep anyway

I told you this quite emotionally before

etc. y’all some rarified whores
no excuse to be bored
spit on ya dirt mcgirt poor
lil sun ray ray why
say don’t say things like that

built sythesizers outta bullshit pieces
where babies came from
no matter, later needed psychological
HEALING

sittin round at home waiting for
the bomb to fall
and pay rent after
to roaches and landlords