cinnamon sweet

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she was cinnamon sweet

like toast and butter

all rolled up

and ready for breakfast

with a side of coffee

spark and light were

in her wanton eyes

she was a firecracker

that girl

floating in a little paper boat

in a rain barrel filled with gasoline

sure she had a sparkly fuse

but when it came time to pop

there would be a whole lot

of barrel exploding

she knew I undressed

her with my eyes

but I can assure you

my eyes were doing

a lot more than that

sometimes my eyes

had to take a cold shower

or I had to ice them down

if I looked at her too much

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spanish mass

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plug into the ethereal

backwards dancing ballerina

trip into the light fantastic

fantastic and everlasting

everlasting everafter

get fantastic evergirl

 

that filly busted through the barbed wire fence

dragging all the barbed wire kicking

and screaming into outer space

now she’s…

kicking screaming barbed wire outer space horse

 

yeah that’s her

 

she’s dynamite

she’s magic

she’s magic dynamite

 

at the Spanish Mass

at the Spanish Mass I did not understand

that watermelon was a flavor

commonly found in message oils

that heat up when you blow on them

get fantastic evergirl

at the Spanish mass I didn’t understand

when I see dandelion like her

makes me want to blow

 

when I look at her I think

I need a bigger pair of eyes

or maybe my eyes need a pair of eyes

sometimes I have to get my eyes a seeing-eye dog

on days when I go blind

from looking at her too much

 

 

scorched earth

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“She”

yes, she…

she wore that skin tight little black dress

made me think

scorched earth

when she walked in those long, lean legs

there was high heels everywhere

cartoon eyes and heart

popping in out of my skull and chest

I definitely had cartoon eyes for this girl

and at this point I was definitely not James Bonding the situation

Miss Money Penney: The boy is tiddly winkers. Positively tiddly winkers.

she was so Icarus

flight of Icarus sexy

when she flew too close to the sun

and her wax wing melted

I would catch her in my arms

Geppetto: Well son, you’re a real boy now. Is she a real girl?

Pinocchio me: See’s a real woman Dad.

she’s a come-hither girl

in her come-hither world

Me: Come on just a little peak at that new tattoo

She: Lookey-loo. Enjoy the site of the accident boy

Me: Tight. So tight.

She: No bumper stickers on this Ferrari

Me: Scorched earth!

 

stradivarius

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she’s the stradivarius

even all the other violins

just stand there

with their mouths

hanging open

one of the violins

tries to whistle

 

mathematically

the girl is skinny algebra

numbers lined up

to get into her equations.

 

she’s living proof

made me believe in God

made God believe in himself

and his ability to create

 

tabernacle

preaching to the choir

my eyes roll back

in my head

and just keep spinning

 

she’s girl tyrannosaurus rex

makes me think

tyrannosaurus sex

a smile is in her eye

and a spark is in her smile

 

I hear the sweetness in her

girl guitar violin voice

 

she’s the stradivarius

lookin’ for an alibi

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King Kong swinging
from the Eiffel Tower
hobnobbing with the monkeys
and the goblin monkeys
from the Wizard of Oz

She said why do you have
to be the way you are boy

I say
be…

caw
caw
caw
BECAUSE!!!

You crowing boy?

It’s 2am and I got a red light
in my rear view mirror
and I’m looking for an alibi
dry your tears alligator
I’ll see you sooner
or I’ll see you later
like my capital gains
riding shotgun with Santa Claus

sew my eyes shut

I am the man who paints the line
down the middle of the road

rebel without a cause

 

Ride

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rolling
uptown Oaktown
2 Lincoln Continentals
of Eastern European crazies
by morning someone will be
pushing up the daisies

Katarina’s in heat
but she’ll have to wait
until morning for
her love date
if I’m still alive

rolling
through the MacArthur Maze
up into the Oakland Hills
my God that f*cker’s Craze
Zee with a capital Z

serial code’s filed
off the gun
Saturday night special
when it’s time for
God’s hit-and-run

brass full of fist
you’ll know when
you have been kissed
son

when your teeth are tumbling
like dice across the table
in front of everyone

the judge and the jury
are playing the executioner’s song

death metal with an AK-47
something tells me nobody’s
going to heaven
tonight

but I rise
with the sunrise
in Oaktown
when my love
Katarina’s
going down

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slowly down the road

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the autumn
breeze kicks a
few leaves red,
orange, and brown
cans that tumble
with no sound
slowly down the road

I drive by
barren corn
fields lined with
scarecrows who
wink and smile with
no sound as
silently they know

I stopped caring
when I started
caring

the autumn
breeze kicks me
like a leaf
or a can
silently I
tumble down
slowly down the road

I stopped caring
when I started
caring

I tumble slowly
down the road