Lost a on lonely beach Nothing like a California sun
Confusion over lovers lanes and Being weighed
raising a toast to east coast blues
before the CDs of karaoke skips in on the triplet rope
Helix oxo helicopters of gluttony filmed overhead
You can blame me as you can blame your Childhood
bequeathed a boom box drive
To a windswept facial riffing cliff
colloquial Botox names of private halls.
hand balls and forgotten sleep games
that must have new hidden meanings
that some lean to more each day
teachers turn to Tequila drinking.
like a greeting card has hidden meanings
if its sold by a fish without a swim bladder
And a valley girl with tattoo hearts
offering you her groupier hands for double odds
Scars that can be covered up like key cuttings
flying fox likes chemist pills and hair dye
But not the Moses basket recreation
little fringe sheared of the traditional comedy
Of feeling shunned by a country side act.
Dantes macabre sets fire to city’s
Let’s finger slide the orchestrators flea pit
Self entitle magicians magnetic pole to Houdini
can be found hanging around down trodden
Boards outside the emptying neon theatre
Of autographic red light stalker.
Go hand tie in hands too lampposts
may love day self loathing of the camera night
And all those Jekel and Hyde cinema fears
that left you feeling hollow
That follow you alone into the piloted eclipse
as a light casts back to a silver tipped piano.