Wednesday, June 26, 2013

Looney Buns: Ghosts in the Trees

feed the beast for voodoo priests of fire-sales
mystified by secret side of marketplace
they can get through sticky net of flimsy mind
they will sell the rainbow spell to colorblind

ghosts in the trees laugh when you squeeze
the clock of your heart, which sleeps in the dark

tame your greed and plant the seed of carelessness
in the soil of futile toil to clean this mess
it can grow out of your toe in moonlight glow
it can climb, like poison vine, the lunar bow

birds in the bush laugh when you push
the gears of your mind, which sleeps on the grind

wipe the sun out of the plan to clear the skies
follow those who can dispose the merchandise
where the ghosts are scorching toasts of bargain souls
who scream in pain to whisper rain and pay the toll

ghosts in the trees...

Wednesday, June 19, 2013

Looney Buns: Captain Paperheart

I've got a paper heart,
I fill it up with rows of my misery charts
(in mathematic pain)
(counting them up again)

I've got a paper heart
I keep it in the stack of rare misfortune cards
(can you collect them all)
(you've got the wherewithal)

I've got a cardboard brain
and I can't figure out why it is always the same
(you know that she would stay)
(you make her walk away)

I've got a cardboard brain
I've got something to say, but I won't call it by name
(this feeling makes you sneeze)
(and I know what it is)

I've got a paper heart,
it doesn't take that much to just tear it apart

Monday, June 10, 2013

Looney Buns: Birds of Armagideon

birds of armagideon
disperse the notes of mating songs
people follow the radio
they dance when there's no place to go

lords of taciturnity 
unfold the holy recipe
dancers follow them quietly

they hold their tongues behind the teeth

infamous crows of merry novelty
land gracefully

at the site of waste disposal

worms of pandemonium 

conform to ways of dime store slum
filling the shelves with merriment

they prey on disobedient