StOC

I break fast rhythms into my soul
blackness affects me while I'm trimmed with gold
a silver lining is not enough I don't give a fuck if you offer protection or proverbial fluff this game is on
we racing wild like triads in the streets of Hong Kong
I'll Karaoke beatcha ass with a country music song.
Japan, underwater in the heat of a dying world
I see the heart is vicious inside of every girl.
I'm going freestyle bitches, silence like fucking Linus
till I got something to say and get lost in the fray-
So many messages and dreams that fly by in a flash
I want to act on every one while the world kicks my ass.
Internal struggle, rubble, and festering trouble
My vicious mind starts eating me and the frames of my eyes turn blind
in time I may get back my vision but it comes with a decision
and I feel I gotta rep for my internal step and no derisions
Feel lost and old so I thought I'd write Giacold
Sometimes it feels like meeting people is like being bought and sold.

My first night with you

What breath I've lost and can't retrieve!
And yet my heart beats, calm, relieved?
Into the windows of my mind's desire-
Be still fool's heart, while I think and retire.

a force to be reckoned with

Take me baby sugar pie-
I want your virus deep inside.
Have me now complete and whole-
my goal? Two minds within one soul.

One vessel for a future life-
no longer walking, tip-toed, the edge of the knife-
A vintage team as mortality goes-
and we meander, hand and hand, into an Autumn snow.

The Moonchild's Lament

Dear Moon,

Bequeath to me a happy tale-
for mine rains to the salted rain's drought.
I've sought to be an interpreter but
interpreting misery leaves few ways out.

My cradle has fallen-
there's no rock-a-byes now-
plodding through the shit storms begs the question how-
there could be so many nights like this one in life?
I suppose there's no end to the Cancerian strife.

Yet through it all, I've remembered love and I swoon
Oh! How I hate the many cycles of this moon child's moons.
I think I'll have a hard time sleeping tonight-
So I'll bask in the turmoil of the pallid moon light.

Sensitize

Sensitize me morning girl
as I wake underneath the dew tipped cascade
let me run my fingers through your hair
and bring you close so I can kiss you everywhere.

I want my lips to know your skin
to brave the fears I had within
and give myself inhuman strength
to stop- mid air
and wander your length-

and take you close
so close to me
our bodies become just one
to be
to kiss
to wander free
to deny
our self
our thoughts and the "me"
now we wander
free
as we-

and I can't wait just to be
to know you like I know me-
and for once not to have it all in one place
but to be one person with one face.

So sensitize me morning girl
lie in my arms after the storm
your finger moving around, doing no harm
but letting me see what I cannot adorn-
your face
your body
warm against me
your sighs
your soft
tranquility
your gentle breathing
eyes closed
and free
to love
to lust
to do whatever you please-

and in it all,
to freely love "we"

I'm sensitized my love
I know who I am
I feel you each time I can.

I love you the way
I know how to love
and it's you each time
as I thank somethin' higher
for love.

Smoke Away

And so the ballad begins, in late and dreary times
And all that was and had been, was in the mind.
He thought of her disrobed and so she promised just the same
But what of conscious living could have taught him such a thing?

I know the he is me so just before you psychoanalyze
Just let me tell you of my story and if you don’t take it apart, sympathize.

All my life I’ve dreamed of one who’s perfect in every way,
Beautiful eyes, kissable lips and hips, not big but enough to sway.
This came to me but once and she deserted me as fast she could
When I thought I built a love on steel, it turned out to be driftwood.

Others I’ve had and beautiful to, in every kind of way
Ones who’ve loved and ones who thought and all were focused on foreplay.
I’m tired of the shrew and I have no need for the mole,
If you aren’t going to follow through, you might as well hide in a hole.

It’s blasphemy, the life I’ve lived because I'm definitely an idolater
But women are my idols and it’s hard not to be a follower.
My god it seems each time I’m up, I so quickly come crashing down
And what man cares for another enough to hear when I hit the ground.

Impetuous, blind, lame and dumb
Preposterous, gregarious, self-absorbed, but fun-
Contemptuous, rude, hateful or loathing
It began just getting a beauty out of her clothing.

Now there’s an art and now I must restrict myself
Instead of embracing heaven I’ve seemed to have gone to hell
And it’s not as if I wasn’t expecting getting here
I’ve done my best to be bad and I’ve done it all year

I’ve not crossed my t’s and fuck dotting my I’s
And I’m punished with a girl who hates me and has mammoth thighs
My friends are all posers, my parents are lame
And all this displaced hatred, leaves me with only my self to blame.

I will go crazy and I will lose my mind,
Acting without knowing, is kind of like being blind.

So to end my story well, there really is no point,
For all of you who are happy, go to hell and let me smoke my joint.

Girl

Formed from the fringe
Of heavenly delight-
True joy in the simplicity
She also fights my fight.

In fear I’ll, never again,
Sleep at night-
I don’t think of you
I just close my eyes tight

Just the thought of you
Makes me unwilling to sleep-
I fear I’ll forget you
In my dreams far and deep.

But you are forever now
So I sigh and kill the light
Together in our forever
Everything will be alright.