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Bitch Beach
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Bitch Beach
Through the deranged creations of my youth
With sullen strangeness was I suit
When sleep was balm to the fears that creep
Blackness stalks
Call up faults
Anger breeds - stutters, halts
The calm I bleed with bitter frost
I had no proof of wandering shoots
Tell me - do cats dance on hot tin roofs
Dark of the moon and blackened by suns
Solar eclipses when it unstrapped and swung
Sand was strain of man in pain
Dust from palms-heads hang in shame
Hearts go hard encased in grain
No innocence where it hung
By "to be's" was where I was stung
And 'out' was the only thing strung
Vegas strips in the sands of nevada
Time passed on with movado
Emotions now green, avocado
The band played on, latex drawn
Nooses, necks, fingers, sweat
Hammock's rest til after sunsets
Bug bites, dark lights
And drunken sniff tests
Tongues slipped knots in the hands of muttata
Well-dressed jealous burns blacker and hotter
What once was drops
When touched - got hot
Watched as he unleashed her keys
Saltwater blink, sun rays shrink
Sink in the stink-though I jet ski'd
Double dreaming escape as the trap-eze'd
Ocean of love
littered with rocks
Stages, cackles, cane and pot
Cages, shackles, chains and shocks
And after all of that, now I just dread
.......locs.
Pity portions during the driving storms
Now-saw into the breach
Drip drying out there on the beach
Huntsmans slain
Flowers stained
Words go dry
as desert plains
Southern comforts left out of reach
At the 'swing' of it felines transformed
With the new knowledge that this is the norm
Bitch Beach
Through the deranged creations of my youth
With sullen strangeness was I suit
When sleep was balm to the fears that creep
Blackness stalks
Call up faults
Anger breeds - stutters, halts
The calm I bleed with bitter frost
I had no proof of wandering shoots
Tell me - do cats dance on hot tin roofs
Dark of the moon and blackened by suns
Solar eclipses when it unstrapped and swung
Sand was strain of man in pain
Dust from palms-heads hang in shame
Hearts go hard encased in grain
No innocence where it hung
By "to be's" was where I was stung
And 'out' was the only thing strung
Vegas strips in the sands of nevada
Time passed on with movado
Emotions now green, avocado
The band played on, latex drawn
Nooses, necks, fingers, sweat
Hammock's rest til after sunsets
Bug bites, dark lights
And drunken sniff tests
Tongues slipped knots in the hands of muttata
Well-dressed jealous burns blacker and hotter
What once was drops
When touched - got hot
Watched as he unleashed her keys
Saltwater blink, sun rays shrink
Sink in the stink-though I jet ski'd
Double dreaming escape as the trap-eze'd
Ocean of love
littered with rocks
Stages, cackles, cane and pot
Cages, shackles, chains and shocks
And after all of that, now I just dread
.......locs.
Pity portions during the driving storms
Now-saw into the breach
Drip drying out there on the beach
Huntsmans slain
Flowers stained
Words go dry
as desert plains
Southern comforts left out of reach
At the 'swing' of it felines transformed
With the new knowledge that this is the norm
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