Colorless Green Ideas

Ok, fine. I get it. There is a such a thing as catholic guilt. Sure, I understand. You can write a song about someone that you can't even say the name of. I feel you in my bones. I feel you in my bones. I need you to know. We are not perfect, you and I I want to be better I try to find the weak spots and hack them away I want everyone around me to be better I try to find their weak spots and play with them all day It makes me a passive aggressive asshole A creep A person you do not want to know Maybe But it might make me someone who can love Someone whose head is in the stars and heart is in the world The truth is you don't need me to protect you You don't need me for nearly anything But I am here If at least in an image Because I feel you in my bones And I'm strong enough and ready for A change in my life that includes you And your heart And that means smiling at the things that drive us apart It means not being a passi...

The Feast of the Tabernacle is eight days long Jesus has traveled to Jerusalem He lets the morning come in his favorite half light He speaks in Parables and the die is cast Is this the man they are trying to kill ask the crowd Is this the Christ? Yes. And the Church responds. A prophet does not come. From Galilee. I am going away. And where I go. You cannot come. The crowd knows that in that moment they, the Jews will have defeated Rome Their lives will be free and the Holy City once choked with blood will at last become streets of a gold The crowd dreams of heaven on earth their favorite innocence their favorite lie And there are those who wait to be told he is the Christ There are those who wait for him to arrive riding on donkey To the Sanhedrin To Caiphas We let the fire down soon And like Kitty Genovese They will look out of their windows And say to themselves Better its him and not me Nine Inch Nails will be driven int...

Travelling 43 billion years plus 7 past the speed of sound you arc across heaven The slave goes away David Brockie. But there was only room enough for one And even as your carcass peels life into food for worms You are across the universe bending time Across dark rivers of blood you are sprayed into the audience and the dream of peeling skin and torn flesh Monsters that eat celebrities and nails to the cross Fades into the night and you're nearly with us forever Our mud ball planet is now minus one plus Gwar We say goodbye and it's a clear day Your mother cries tears of glass but your father stands here in a network of networks and chaos And all we see or seem is but a dream flowing by our own blood and papier mache that stopped your heart Sitting in your chair You played chess and lost Singing songs of the town

The clouds move in and we can barely see The mist wraps around us like a cat curling around a shaft of light on a warm summer's day in sleep Waiting to pounce upon us and fill our lungs The mask falls from the ceiling and the lights flash in the aisle And I know where to go I know I am falling for you