Break of Doom

Flashed burned
In the sun soaked rain
sitting behind the wheel
at
The Break of Doom
in
A junk yard full of blues
with
The rain water blowing
through my mind/

Fifty five naked girls
said
It's all fine
kissing
All of me at the same time/

Take it as soon as possible
they said
If your symptoms do not
improve
Go back to your regular
Dosing
of
under the counter love/

I ordered up Earth Angles
And
Lolitas tasting like
Breakfast at TIffenys/

I told her I wanted
the
tycoon cut
A
Diamond with a diamond
on top/

Wearing designer raw
She did a catwalk
dressed in Lola Rouge/

I was running for a
cause when like a fox caught
in the headlights
I submitted to the lightening
strike
and
wondered in angles
have sex/

In stereophonic delight
at the
Break of Doom
sounding like wind
chimes
in
Heaven/

She told to tell
me
I'm less then you
think
and
more
then you ever
imagined
at
The Break of
Doom/

FOREVER

No one is ever lost/

They are misplaced and replaced
by what might have been/

The secret of the sleeping rose
is that it believes in spring/

In a world of things that come and
go and nothing to be certain/

You must believe in spring/

A thousand summers anywhere
you go/

Remember that you love
him so/

The time he ran to stand
in the footprints you left in
the sand/

Each tide a life shared
in a moonland/

Touching to grab an instant
in a thousand summers/

Theres no chill yet you
shiver/

No flame yet you'll burn/

In the empty, silent place of
the world
He is a metaphore
illuminating the
silent places in our
hearts
revealing a strange
beauty:

Austere, Elegant

Enigmatic, Haunting

Dancing clowns on buttercups

and

Forever Never Ends