"Do" ( Contact ! )

 Yes

I was awakened from my millionth year of 

Satan sleep

it was so black

but then

i saw a great light

and i saw a green ball

a powder blue sky

and shimmering waters

of life

but none for i

sure i had sex

i guess

but i always seemed

to be

under some sort of hex

and much like the rest

and I discovered one day

 i was lonely

rarely happy

but

and full of prayer

I was cursed

put me in a hearse 

but 

I sought a better Existence 

And I had persistence 

I was;

THE RESISTANCE !!

too

and yet

much

hated it all

and in the end

No Better

than Some corny 

Eddie Vedder

Yellow Lead Better

I was just another jerk

rotten cheddar

'could have ruled them all

but

i was so small

not famous

but lame

pathetic

and insane

Not lucky at all

and not tall

and they all just laughed

and well perhaps

they should

too

books and notepads

full of worthless shit

eaten

by silver fish

and played with

by lonely

house centipedes

in the day 

dusty and  musky 

and in thy night too

rarely seen

and up in the attic

a bunch of static

the devil only uses

and at night

Yes to fright 

to scare

those in the room

with white noise

on the Tv

3 AM

maybe

my childhood

just an eternal ghost

you aghast 

Burnt toast

fills the house

and the air is shattered suddenly

by broken glass 

and

She is a hot piece of ass

huh ?

Your attention turns

as usual

Old yearbooks

and magazines

they show retro hell

and sports and creams 

and endless

lost dreams

or captured

it doesn't matter

the centipedes and silver fish they march

on in the night

and in the dirty paint 

and You are no saint

EITHER !!

chewing on your ego

spitting out

all your fights

the worms regurgitate 

all you

masturbate

your brilliant words all

are just fodder

for the small

creatures of the

NIGHT !

And ,..

NO ONE CAN FIND THE LIGHT !!

And I think I made contact !!

With those with EVP technology

or maybe Christ himself

or Steve Huff

Or God

But it's all a waste

cause in the end

the Beatles were bigger than Rod !!

who was right ??

the left or the right ?

The ups or the downs ??

those with smiles who kneel 

or those with frowns

who beg

or those lucky with monies and honies

who merely laugh at all ?

Or those

with much blight ?

Yes

cold dusty and lonely

a ghost sits in the corner

and high above

in the old garage

chattering teeth

and mouse-like grin

he ,..

he's happy he's dead

he can annoy them now forever

all alone

cold and to the bone

shivering with rats

and mice

and lice

He's TWICE

THE GENIUS

You'll ever be

because he's sat there for eternity !!

and READ

ME !!

they spray him with black flag

and raid

And they even try Sage

it is no use

the ghost only curses

in hith muse

Boring

i strived to be different

As did he

and look where we ended up !

shoveled

in groove

We can't prove !!

though we hella tried !

And died too

yet the needle hardly moved

and well lubed

i lashed out at God too

and

who can blame me

I am You !

and i had dreams of fear

and coffins alive

and those who caved

while many strived

as they sweated and cried

and told lies

anything to get through

and not do

what I do !

i was locked in hot rooms

by mad men

or maybe just by me

returned to the eternal black

from which I plumed

and I begged and asked God why

do so many suffer

and so greatly 

and often tortured too

and before they just die

and just like Christ

yet they go down

or sideways or back

not up

like the Lord

where the enlightened go

And she asked is it in

and I said what ?

And she scoffed

I am sin

and it will never come

someday she mocked

as she smiled evil

and walked up those stairs

i didn't even want to kill or hate her

as i slithered back to me

to cry

and give up and quit

once again

and for another day 

and wrote i

so genius

so eloquent

so well versed

better than you

and maybe all the rest

and 

even Burroughs or some Stein  too

yeah i know its a dream

but

i gotta do

what i Gotta do

And I dreamed I saw

On a moonlit stair

And fretting his hands

at the multitudes there !

Oh please God Please

Don't let me stay dead !! Please Christ

and Holy spirit too !

help I'm a rock

and all they do

is mock !

and just like in

the Monkees head

I was led

I was taken on a tour

of the great factory

where all is built

by clockwork angels

and little devils

the men in blue

and the rats in red 

the girls crying

and running away

from their fateful hateful family

who took them away

from the love,...

CLARK 'THE SHARK' BEALE - THE MAD PROPHET of the INTERNET AIRWAVES; "I'M AS MAD AS HELL,..and I'm not gonna TAKE IT ANYMORE !!!!!!"

I just awoke from yet another nightmare,...


Yes,.. just another typical bad dream,..


and made,..


Just for me,..


Satan, and Ghosts, and Little Evil Ghouls were really botherin' me again,..


I mean they were all completely fucking with me !!


And in some old house ,..and I was not so politely asked 
by someone - and I won't name who - to start "Painting every room",...


Yes,.. I remember the truck,..
And I remember the ten big cans of paint,..


stark white paint ,..


And there was a beautiful design on a garage floor,..


,..that I was to paint over,..


,.."instructions"...


And that was just,..
,.. the start,..


And I saw my now dead brother there,...


He was working too,..


And a band was playing there,..


And they were folks I did not like,..


and an old lady invisible spirit ghost pulled my hair


No one could see her then - yet somehow I see her in my mind's eye clearly now,..


vicious white haired and wrinkled old fool ,..


and I saw my other brother go up in flames,..
before my eyes,..
as he painted his wall,..
and down on the floor,..
he was,..


and he denied it,.
Yes so many of the others there,..
said it was all phony,.


and in my head 
again,..


And as I slip back here,..
into reality,..
with a friendly devilish smile,..
and a charming cup of coffee,..


I see a President getting drunk on Guiness,..
first thing I see
and on that ever controlling screen ,..
On St. Paddy's day,..


He's conveniently suddenly white,..


when he needs to be,...


and with gas at five dollars a gallon I wonder,..


Will Uncle Clarence Thomas side with the right or the Left ??


in the healthcare debate


Will he try,.


To reach out


and touch fate


bad,..


,..and ...Like they usually do ?


And will the World really end in 2012 ??


And some how I hope that it finally will


Been hearin' this all my life


Nuclear this and nuclear that,..


Missiles here and Missiles there ,..


and all created and designed by ME !!


YES,... The Truman Show !
Not Truman Copote !


Turbin Prophet evil leader here and little green suit dictator there,.. with that red star on his little hat,..


Power at the top


He'l never hold a mop,..


And the tallest and the meanest get the best,..


the rest just take tests,..


And did I just write all of this,..


Yes - the Whole wide World I mean !!


and am I currently still ??


Is all of this just fake,..


For every story that I see,..


Seems to have been stolen from me !!


And do I speak for 'Everyman' or only me alone,.. ??


and is this all just the internet


Every thing we see ??


Logging into our dreams,..


and without that celestial password somewhere,..


in the deepest crevices ,..


of our hooked up brains,..


you shall remain in hell


Not Limbo,...


And passionate lovers wrestle as one !!


You can have all the sex in the world,..


And still you have NONE !!!


And nobody really even likes you,..


But they claim they really Love you,..


But you ALL know the game,..


Everyone is out for # 1


baby !!


and you CAN'T DECIDE


which is true,..


And which 'is' an illusion ,......




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