Sunday, December 2, 2007

I do not care

I cannot fare

Another night

Unfair the affair

Without you and me,

Fighting

Crying

Buying

For our love untold

Just on hold

Ready to break,

Ready to make

Break out and shout

The fires of

Desires

The sight

Of might of mites

Of mights

Peut être

Peu être

Peu mettre

Le fou en joue

Ton callipyge

Of near

Desires of

Fire on fire

I cry, I fry,

I pray to you

My religion

Your creation

Stories of old

Cremation

Burn, burn, unturn

And turn around

Go away, flee my way

Next time, new time

Neutrons, Newton

Total attraction

Friction

Mixture miss

Your body all

Anew, askew, so few

Feverish in a twist

Of misty moon

So soon, so soon

You swoon and go

I know

I trust you

I trust, you must

Go elsewhere

To see, to fetch

A better man

Not so funny

Not so crazy

Just more sane

When you call my name

Yours is Christina

That’s all in all

I know, so slow

You go

To where, to who?

And I don’t care

I just hope

You don’t touch

Your underwear

Jealousy is unfair

Little brittle and fickle

So I don’t care

What you do and undo

Two nights tomorrow

Perhaps one

We will fray and

To music of Jamaica

And lap the drink

And Bo Marley

The answer, my friend, is blowing away

I say I say I say

You say, you sail and may

Go on with life

Of love untold

The love unfolds

Come, come a chameleon

You come and go

I stay and say

It must be

Found in your moon

The sound of silence

The sound of patience

For with my ax

I can break my way

With wax

No way is dear

No way of fear

That’s clear

To me and you, and give a few

That love a lust

That love a must

That love abound

On earth and elsewhere

In heaven, perhaps, amen

All men, my men, my henchmen

All want you

All sleep

With you

All day and night

They dream of you, your bode

Baby

Say you, say me, this is black history

From Sene to Gala

To gale force winds

Beaufort beau week

Pink skies at night

Pretty days ahead

In my head, in my bed

All said and done

Just for fun

On the run, on the rum

Grind my mind

What a find!

What a fine, fine mind

You carry in me

Just to look

And see

Will only take a little time

Your hands are fast

My words will last.

And you will find that in my mind

I do not fear

I doubt and swear that you ain’t here

That you ain’t mind

That you are mine

That would be fine

To say to live all day

And sway I may

Swoon a coon,

A cold raccoon

That fell to earth in the fire

My chime knee

Glows with dire queer

And near run awash

The ship’s all old

And yo all cold

The north is Norway

To taste and check

The make awake

We kill the other

We save your mother

On grounds unfound

On seas unbound

To live for bliss

And miss the kiss

Of Chris of Christ

For the sake of the make

Rake my ashes

Rake all fakes

Rake the leave

All night I wait

All all right

Where is that mail?

Is it a snail

As far as my tale

As long as my words

I just wrote to say

What you know

What you fear

The craze in me

Set me free

Bounce, bounce, pounce

Yo boday yo bode

You see, I’ll try

To hold you tight

At bay of eyes and hours

To see, I decree

The life in me

The life of death and fall

Of them to the hem

The cocks and rack

Of our court yard

Scotland ain’t so hard

To me to pee to piss

On cars on beamers

All blue of methylene

All blue to blame

La crème the cream

I scream you hear

Me now

And thus you here me there

And here and there

And ici et la

La bas tout bas

Chuchotte ma lotee

Ma louloutte jusqu’au boute

Rien a foutre

Rien a decoudre

Ma hache a des

Ton hache est menue

Tout petit menu

A table c’est une

Fable pas de la fond

Taine la quarantaine

The fear was near

But went, vanished, punished

In thin air with care

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