weasels

 it gets complicated  when the weasels come to town         some critters only love you when the sun shines       they turn carnivorous in the dark      weasels are sharp and unrelenting     theirs are worlds of meat and necessities       I don’t care      what did the old assassin say?      the coup de grace       always stick one in the brainpan      that’s what I’m doing      gimme the blowtorch      we’re smoking moon rocks        testing the limits of gravity        stick it to my brain pan      I feel the rapture coming on strong     I’m all about having a laugh     vibing with the positive        success is having fun       there’s no maybe in paradise     no excuses      no exceptions    and no mealy-mouthed weasels to ruin the party for everyone else   

switched

sort me out with a spoonful      coz a black cat crossed my path      mail it if you care for me      or just leave me alone     you know where I am     if you want to treat me like lover     just come on down visit me     but don’t expect my call       coz I can’t spare a dime      

so fuck me up      turn me out     distance me from all I love     bury me in winter squalls      twist my nuts and switch me off       tell me now I’m going home      where no-one lives but me alone      now that all reason has fled       teach me how just cruel you are     furbish my weapons      poison my bread      pour for me a bitter cup     take my tears and drink them up

I’m going all the way down     never has so cruel a season rained down on my head     it has carved for me a heart from stone     no lover’s lips can relieve my doubts    no knockout blow will count me out      no fiery brand will light my path     I grope in the darkness and eschew the light     coz there’s only one fight      and I’m in it thick     so murder me if you must     but kindly make it quick

 

bugsy

all my life they had me drag the low end     they say I’m not worth knowing       that I don’t amount to  much      so I deserved their soft betrayals     the kind that stuck fast    a leaking of confidences  unanswered phone calls    unanswered doors     they’d cut a little distance        and leave me in the cold       maybe they caught a glimpse of my crazy        maybe they just lost patience       I’m used to that now      no one knows you when you’re mental     I guess my company isn’t easy      no one owes me anything      friendship least of all       but it doesn’t really matter now      I’m tempered by experience       and hardened to the bone      I flourished on the outside      I made it on my own

*Bugsy; adjective  infested with bugs; dirty; weird; buggy. Crazy; unstable; bughouse, He must be bugsy to behave so impulsively!  

dharma

there are no big secrets       don’t believe all you read      all beliefs are cosmetic      you have to harvest the present      to live your own truth      there’s a universe in motion      and it don’t know your name       all names are bogus      they all sound the same      your mind is magical     let it work in silence       this is the medicine      you consume with your soul        the truth is an unwavering note      that resonates through the cosmos          there’s but one single instant      that lingers eternal    there’s only one truth      and its moment is now

home

 it’s been a hard road     but I came the long way round       towns are made of people     and this old town is dead to me      everybody is out of reach     I’m a stranger here now      and I live so far away       far away in time      I’ll find no sanctuary here       I wouldn’t have a prayer      it didn’t seem so bad      framed by moonlight     with eyes filled with passion      you’d think an outside woman could provide a home for me       but home is where my people are        it’s where I’m headed to    not where I started from    adventure risks uncertainty      peace begins at home