Feels circus left the stakes A broken ropes useless mud The ties that bind, ha-ha I can be bad poet Street poet, shit poet Kind poet too
Subway, almost 4 A.M., Halloween night I've had enough to drink to make my own party All my fellow riders in half costume, half asleep Half silly, gone to seed
I don't mark my time With dates, holidays, faded wisdom Locked karma, whatever's convenient
I am made by my times I am a creation of now Shaken with the cracks and crevices I'm not giving up easy I will not fold I don't have much But what I have is gold
(I saw your face You drift in snow And I drift in snow)
I sing in platinum I dress in brass I eat in zinc Let it pass
Compare a toast, I like that I understand courage I still roll with the shout of a character I was married to today I try to see outside myself I understand the eyes Excuse all the highs Sorry, I am sorry, ha-ha
(What have we learned? I like your face)
I like you, love you, every coast of you I've seen your eddies and tides and hurricanes and cyclones Low ebb tide and high, full moon Up close and distant I read you like the sky, the sea, the ocean, the sun, the moon Blue, blue, blue, blue, blue, blue, blue, blue, blue, blue, blue, blue Naked and blue
(Naked and blue Breathing with you)
Breathing with you Touch, change, shift, allow air Window open, drift, drift away, into now
I want Whitman proud, Patti Lee proud My brothers proud, my sisters proud I want me, I want it all I want sensational, irresistible
This is my time and I'm thrilled to be alive Living, blessed, I understand Twentieth century Collapse into now
Cinderella boy You've lost your shoe Cinderella boy Your coach awaits
I saw its shadow All over your face As you sit Naked and blue Into me
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