IT'S LIKE HELL

It's coming they say and I laugh
I hear it but I'm more concerned with my cock
I guess it might shatter glass
But I awoke and I guess the roof
Did not collapse
I guess some people cried and wept and pissed their selves
Me I just opened another beer
Amen God
I won this time

DITCH DIG MY RAIN OF DIRT

I will pick up that shovel
As it comes down
I will spit in it's face
I will wash in this satin
I will lend it a hint
I will give it a notion
I will lend it hope
And foreboding
I will put down that shovel
As it cleans my clock
Wind it up again
And take my head
Clean off

COAL

He measured
A cut
A lie
A truth
A handshake

It's pressure
To be a good man
It is a lineage

A SHOW A PRACTICE

We
Behind a slop house
Making noise
A place not approved

We
Loud noises ensued
Making Love
A place brothers know

We
Hit a small stage
Making God
That only a few Worship

We
The Haints
You have the shirt
You have or hearts

Sincerely - Moose

ASPHAULT

I went in a way
That was very
Incouragable
But I had my ways
I was Incoherent
But very in-tuned
Family does that
Leaves you with
Unfertilized Eggs
And when you arrive away
You smell the stale smell
Of relief and hope
To later that night
Where you remember the
Smell of asphault and
Silence... Dreams

IFFFFIVE

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If IVE ever said I love you
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If IVE ever said I cared

If IVE ever led you
Down the road of living
It was from dying
To meet you again

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If IVE ever said I was only
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If IVE ever said I was lonely

If IVE ever walked
A sonny path of Malice
It was to provide for you
A Palace today

V IS FOR VAMPIRE (THAT'S GOO E'NUFF FOR ME)

He lost a limb
from his family tree
I hope
But that was not the case

My Uncle showing
Old ladies amongst the property
But you
I heard about you
...and I beckoned you

It was in the shape of a V
and you would not hold it
The screaming and moaning
...around

I was left with a dead arm.

I kiss and separate for a decade.

MR. RINGLEY... YOU WERE AN ASSHOLE!!!!

I needed you as an aspiring picker
Your venue was once a castle
And Peavey amplifiers still echo in my head
How could a child do damage
With a plastic Rambo knife
Checking for scrapes on virgin knuckles
You foretold the future of my musical career...

WE ARE YOU ARE

From Skull Hill
From King Town
From Benhams
To Hickory Tree

We are your culture
You want us to pick you
...Hold you as victor
Hold you as our Councilmen

You tell the world and Congress
You were first
To hold that train lantern
And stop for cattle on the rail

Roll on buddy
Over shopping carts and 'frigderators
Pray not some barefoot child
...From o'er the hills

Comerce and their Chambers
Line up a picture to sell
To those here who have bought you
And sell you to themselves
...Over and Over

We haven't forgotten you
We feel your boots
...As you trample us
with progress

RE-HOOK THE NEEDLE

The knife many times
I dream after you
and chase the dragon
Burning your villages and your lore
Like Pompeii
Into islands we surround our selves
Into Psalms for our children
Distant and not so past
I beg you
... Can I awake

TO BURN!!!!

ADDICTION AND HERMES

I slash and burn
  and wait
I am very content
  but pausing
    waiting...

I pilgrimage
  a vast void
    filled by you

I am a purveyor
  a squander-or

I am very happy when

  The cup is gonna be

FULL...
 

BOOK OF DREAMS

I buy books
  I rarely read them
I buy books
  No intentions of reading
See I buy books
  To read the inside jacket
It keeps me warm
  Then I sleep well
Dreaming of the story
  Those books tell
See I buy books
  So I can write books
     So you can buy books
       So you can also write books....

HALOPERIDOL

The Fury... Heat! - Haloperidol

DO IT MYSELF?

Cardboard
Briefcase
Pictography
Envelope

You never got the mail?

I sent it four fucking times LIAR!!!!

Show Suits
Leather Boots
Guitars strings
Sometimes I sing

Do you hear me?

Do I have a voice?

The ambulance came a lil' too late
You preform the eulogy...
...I'm tired!

SEARS TYPE-O-MATIC

You loaned it
It was yers to loan

You never used it.

Oh sure...
You wrote for the kids

They couldn't read
... nor wanted too

Oh sure...
You past it on like that typewrite!

Oh sure...
I'm an asshole
I'm yer brother
I'm yer sinner!

Mother I love you!!!!

BASEBALL IN A VACANT FEILD

Brother?
Do you remember?
That low howl?
Do you remember?
That fear?
Do you recall?
That lie we held close?

Do deny it happened?

We ran!

INDRID COLD

It's the small things
Lead us
Tell us
Guide us

We are such fools

Fools that believe the traffice light
Fools that know where the down beat lay
Fools that will ignite
the spark

Please guide us
Please watch us
Please tell us

So which oneday we...

...will destroy us!

PINK BEAM OF LIGHT

Dark Moon kills
The blind is attached but broken
It's a razor
Light is the way she is now
Strategically wrong
and awaits
For a goodnight kiss
Such a slobbering beast
It's a cold night
I can see it from that golden bowl
Pink beam

TATTERED FLAG

They ask alot of questions
I'm suppose to answer
For me?
For You?
always you...
see love is like that.

Sometimes you want to know
th' truth.
Sometimes you want to feel
th' truth.

We stand our grounds sometimes
We cowar sometimes for the greater good.

Sometimes the greater good is a mirage..
...an Oasis.

Sometimes we wave our flag so our comrades...
will not die!

1990'S

You could be good
You could be great
You could be on camera....
1990's go figure.

REVERBEND STORE, HICKORY TREE TN.

The angle
Angle of the the headstock
Of a Gibson Guitar
The curl
Curve from below
Of a Fender Telecaster Headstock

Trees
Holston River

Bull angry
Will he come kill
My '87 Skynyrd Legend tape?
Will he kill me?

The bridge survived unlikely now...

"I Love Rock & Roll"
was a dime
Diet Mountain Dew
Was New

My Uncles wine
My friend utop the hill
The Fire
The fire....

all I got was theft and...
... a 1980's Peavey Deuce!