Lakeside Dreams

In the tranquil calming silence
Of this lake-side weekend house
I loaf in my familiar chair
And watch exhausted sun
Drop finally down
Into a glassy mirrored bath
Of still-life
Amethyst blue
While distant bullfrog chants his prayer
And syncopates
With contrapuntal loon
To-whoo
Who bids the day his comforting adieu
Each note a tonic for my pain
My voltage drained
I grateful sink
And dream my precious dreams of you
Again
As endless fireflies wink

Yes,
It was even here
That I,
It seems,
A fresh-faced bounding boy,
Tin soldiers on the floor,
With boyish jactitations
Created hostile nations
Awful engines
Spoils of war
Imaginary corps
I lived within my toys
And first conceived my early dreams
Of you

My mother read to me
When I was two...
The rhymes of Mother Goose
(I was just new
and instantly seduced)
The best of times for
Little Boy Blue
Come blow my horn
Then one day
I turned three
And fast I learn'd to read
All dusty books and fairy tales
Dragon claws,
Woodsman's saws
And pirate sails
Scarecrows in the corn
The Jacks and Jills
And tumbling pails
My heart beat fast
And I would laugh at these
Canards of gransoise scale
(But some were sad)
I read
And read
'Til my eyes went bad
Upon my bed
A blanket near the fire
My nose book-bound and
Burning with desire
To escape (already)
Break stun-gun run away
Swirling in the eddies
While young fairies play
Fantasnization imaginary
Milk maids weeping near the dairy
And I incurable
Lost romantic
A valiant knight
Whose life was too pedantic
Enchanted armor,
(Gold, of course)
The handsome prince
Upon the wildest,
Brimstone snorting horse
The kindest aged
Wisest king
Who foiled the wicked
Witch's scheme
Who had the best of everything
If the world was milk
I was the cream
It was then I dreamt
My cherished dream
Of you

Real life was strife
And not much splendid
Thus I devised a world for us
Where dreams came true
And poems never ended
And everyone was always happy
And all the mommies loved the daddies
No one ever left alone
It was my perfect sanctuary
My castle and my home
All cock and bull
Perhaps,
But enduring, yes,
Though time elapsed...
I thought someday that you would come
I kept the faith and trusted full
My other half
My princess with a sugar plum
A wand of spells
'Tween finger long
And perfect thumb
Alas, my vision may have been
Another complex faerie trap

And yet, once more,
This one last time
I sit within this chair of mine
And watch exhausted sun
Drop quickly down
Into the glassy mirrored bath
Of still-life
Amethyst blue
While distant bullfrog chants his prayer
And syncopates
With contrapuntal loon
Who bids the day his comforting adieu
Each note a tonic for my pain
My voltage drained
I grateful sink
And dream my precious dreams of you
This final time
Again

Ten Minutes 'til Twelve

Ten minutes 'til twelve
The hour is late
Sharp sleet plays cadence
Upon the distant courtyard gate
Soon,
Dark midnight looms
Like jubilee
Of new delight
My bed a swampy
Cosmic sea
I lay awake
And wait
For you,
Strange succubus
Forever on the make,
To come again
And set me free
On this voluptuous night

Then we shall fly away?
To start anew?
My glorious strengths returned
Because of you
The lasers of my eyes to burn
We both (with greed) remember
Curse'd secrets that
Must not be learned
Old corpses long dismember'd
To flesh forever
We'll be true
No clever passion spurn'd
You female tramp
Enchanting ragtime hungry vamp
Beguiling slut
I drool to feel your cruelest cut
You bring your sister, too,
With fangs so long
And sexes damp

I prayerfully invoke
Before I drift in sleep
You'll stay
And mingle here with me awhile
Into this bed
Your spell must creep
Then blood
(and other flows) shall seep
(How well you know)
And I,
Erstwhile
Part shy
Decaying Romeo

Scarce moments left
'til midnight, now...
My rum gun poised
For shots across your bow
Leave far behind
All things allowed
Come,
Favorite fiend,
(with sister in between)
Come bite this anxious brow

Rajal Survives Deadly Disease...But

Johnnie Rajal made his first brief
visit back to Second Life this
morning, following his having
contracted some exotic
infection while
dining out in the
Other Life over a week ago.

After several days in the hospital
followed by a week of the spins,
Rajal reports that life is
apparently returning to the
status quo.

"I am greatly relieved to be
starting to feel normal again,"
he said with chagrin,
"although something about me
definitely seems to have
changed."

This interviewer agrees.

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Polite Society

Mine is a craft
of conversation
Come spend a few hours with me
It's a gentle art
Two willing hearts
We'll conspire and consort
With perhaps
A snifter of Port
Ou une tasse of jasmin tea
What ever happened to
Polite society
And the era of
Liberal Arts?
The imperative's gone
To be gracious and warm
Well-rounded
Best form
Cosmopolitan
Epicurean
Alert and with curious hearts
To aspire
To that wisdom
That burns like a fire
To desire
Perfect etiquette
Parse the subject
From the predicate
To relish all manner of things
To know
To read
To grow
To need one another
To feel
To heal
To share
This intercourse
On some magic horse
Be well-versed on fair use
Of a salad fork
To recount
Of cabbages and kings
Our options abound
In endless amount
Any topic, please choose
'S all the same to me
The subject is secondary
Let's dance
With the words
Palaver like blackbirds
Social fraternity

When the Church Burn'd Down

Hear the bells up in the steeple
See the sparks fly in the air
There’s a hundred people screamin’
Lord,
An’ runnin’
Ev’rywhere
Yeah,
Folks are scared
Faces full of worry an’ despair
There was some evil up on holy ground
When the church burn’d down

Gonna call up all the elders
Someone call the reverend’s son
You can call the fire department
But ya know they’ll never come
They won’ come out
“Nigga wat yew talkin’ about?”
They brought some evil up on holy ground
When the church burn’d down

There was a cross up by the alter
Where the saints could come to pray
Now
There’s a new cross in the churchyard
An’ it’s burnin’ up in flames
A cross of shame
Try to tell us things have changed
There was some evil up on holy ground
When the church burn’d down

Now some men got the wisdom
An’ some men,
They be rich
An’ some men jes’ a shovel
Diggin’
Someone else’s ditch
Oh yeah
This life is such a burden
Got to carry it too long
An’ they push you
‘Til your mind is cracked
An’ your heart is goin’ wrong
Yeah we try to be yo’ people
Let the river wash us clean
But it smells like burnin’ timbers
An’ a trace of kerosine
An’ the saints
They keep on prayin’
For the new day
Full of grace
Lord
Why you keep delayin’
When they burn’d my baby’s face?
They brought some evil up on holy ground
When the church burn’d down
Poured some evil on my holy ground
When they burn’d it down

There Ain' No Talent Here

There ain’ no talent here
My dear
No genius
(What?)
No knack
(Say what?)
No gushing spring
No panties sheer
Fo’ sho’
Dat’s clear
No pop da top
Down in th’ shack
Just panic
Angst
Da slack attack
That bloozey muse
Got whacked
Cheap bitch
Dat random sleeze
She tease’
Jus’ like an itch
I know she is
Dead river bed
The ditch is packed wit
Stones an’ grit
No spit
No jizz
You bes’ believe
Cold bitch is stacked
Her hair all
Mousey frizz
She give dull head
Yeah
Cracked
This endless plain
That’s all full up
With bored disdain
Don’ jerk my chain
Or work my pain
This world’s one
Moaning drone
Eternal
Freight-car train
I cain’ turn back
So sorry that I
Came
Insane
There ain’
No talent here,
I fear,
I plod the trod
No verve
To serve
Jus’ stumble
Bumble,
Pavement crumble
Stagger as I swerve
Jus’ one dumb foot
(I lost my nerve)
An’ then the other
Holy Mother
Taste my fear
There ain’ no talent
Here
There ain’ no comfort
Here
My dear
Jus’ shame
Accusing pointing
Blame
Yeah
Dehydrated
Writhing
Craving rain
Your dowdy dancin’
Drunken dress is
Stained
Matriculated
Calculated
Plain
Tin snip cut
You slut
Emasculated
Sand-dune of the
Mind
Echolalia
La-la
Keeping time
Dry mummies stagger
Dirks and gaggers
Scattered ‘cross the floor
They cry
They roar
They scream for more
Jus’ one club foot
An’ then the clumsy other
Holy Mother
Taste my fear
There ain’ no
Talent here
My dear
There ain’ no
Talent
Ain’ no
Here
Ain’ no
Ain’t
Originate
But it’s too late
We diddled
With our fiddles
While the greedy
Masses ate and
As the swollen,
Rollin’
Streamin’ flowed
We glowed
And so
Did all
We know
Evaporate
Got on our bikes
An’ rode
We sissy priests
Pontificate
We consecrate
The dull ingrate
Who sits and counts
This sand
This slate
One grain by stinkin'
Grain
This silicon and glass
This funeral in my
Hand
This swipe
Across my ass
We never planned
This flannel fugue
This cotton ball
We can’t recall
With certitude
The reason
Or the season
Why we came
To here
Unclear
How did we,
Why?
And then,
Like,
Wow,
Can we get out?
And when
Or how?
This non-artistic lie
This mush of shapes
So hot
So dry
Forgotten tomes
White bones
And muted
Earth tones
No ice cream cones
Go home, Jones
Sick gnome
Get off alone
Bitch moans
Attention roams
No focal point
We’re all too stoned
The lizard needs to
Eat its brother
Holy Mother
No quenching silence
All the while
And yet,
No noise,
Just boring,
Aching
Lack of poise
Just artless
Farting slobs
With hackneyed toys
Fratricidal child
Profound
We fall far short
We tumble,
Bumble, stumble
Down
We sail into the port
And drown
Then through the canyon
Full of ire
A prophet came
(And came)
All passion
Vengeance
Fire
Mountains thundered
The living desire
And stones were flesh
And flesh was life
And life was an army
Of soldiers
Slashing knives
Who would fight
All night
And multiply the fright
Divide
And conquer with
Licentious delight
The ascendance of
Their God
The "true" religion
And honor
And the stones became flesh
Engendered slaves
Who wear their collars
Yep
Right here
In this same canyon
For thousands of years
The righteous
The chosen
Were focused and clear
But now
Only now
I taste the
Rising fear
They have their God
I plug and plod
There ain’ no
Talent here
Jus’ one foot
Then the tripping
Other
Holy Mother
Jus’ ain’ no
Talent here.

Shake, Shake

Some people
Like eating cherries
Others delight
In fresh strawberries
But my baby,
She better than
All the rest
'Cause she keeps a pair
Inside 'er dress

Shake, shake
Try ta make it break

Now
Mr. Wazoo, he
Hide beside your
Back door
(Yeah),
Ya hear his
Crispy crunchy
On the cardboard floor
While my baby,
She crazy for my
Final surprise
She don' want the box
Unless there's
Somethin' inside

Shake, shake
Try ta make it break
Hesitation is a big
Mistake
Breakfast has always come
After our dreams, so
Won't ya float into my bowl
An' soak up the cream
Shake, shake
Try ta make it break
(C'mon, Jack
Don' be slack...
Come across wit' da
Cracker Jack)

Now ev'ry girl
(it's said, Sugar)
Got her price
If you don' ask enough
Honey
Dat's not nice
Whoa
The latex you been wearin'
Make me wan-na be
Da needle in da GROOVE
In yo' music machine
(I'm sayin')
Shake, shake
Try ta make it break
Hesitation is a big
Mistake
Breakfast has always come
After our dreams, so
Won't ya cum into my bowl
An' soak up the cream
Shake, shake
Try ta make it break
(C'mon, Jack
Don' be slack...
Come across wit' some
Cracker Jack)

Underdog

I don't get invitations to no
Fancy parties
An' I don' hang around wit' no
Debutants
I'm jus' a classic example
Of what happens when you
Let yourself slide
(They kick you outside)
Underdog
Always been a loser
Underdog
Never in the news

Underdog
In the fog
Only good fo' kickin'
No matter what I do
I keep on
Turnin' out the under-
Dog

My baby only calls me
When she's
Feelin' loose
Den she
Lead me roun' th' town
With my neck in a noose
She's got me trained ta
"Sit"
Ya know
She like ta hear me
Beg for her bones
(Den she shags me on home)
Underdog
Always been a loser
Underdog
Never in the news

Underdog
In the fog
Only good fo' kickin'
No matter what I do
I keep on
Turnin' out the under-
Dog

Now,
If the sky is blue
I'll take a walk
An' it pours
Somethin' sho' went wrong
On th' day
I was born
I never had
Nobody
Ma momma put me
Back on the shelf
(I'd even bite myself)
Underdog
Always been a loser
Underdog
Never in the news

Underdog
In the fog
Only good fo' kickin'
No matter what I do
I keep on
Turnin' out the under-
Dog

Death to All Tribes

Death to all tribes
Let no one stand alive
Purge the feeble weakness
From this land
Crush out all resistance
Trample old defiance
Flow the cleansing blood
Across our hands
We cannot offer mercy
No kisses 'neath the arbor
No inn replete with safety
No wind-protected harbor
No mother's loving eyes
We have no place for weak resolve
We're not involved
In compromise
So death to all tribes
Unleash pernicious
Dark device
Do it twice
Dessert delicious
Superstitious desert rats
Bourgois vermin
Diplomats
Super models wearing cats
Complete extermination
Drive down these slaves
Withdraw all foolish
Self-determination
Vacuum up weak wayward souls
Our barrel rolls
We'll burn the scrolls
No freedom songs
No right
Just wrong
Call out the strength of night
Perfect singularity
And unity
Total control
We need hard bellies
No jello in a bowl
We waited far too long
Tear out the tongues
Of pampered wives
Flay all creatures still alive
And death to all tribes
Utter
Total
Annihilation
Torch the lasting
Conflagration
Dictate to the servile scribes
Death to all tribes
We plunge insanely to the end
It's who we are
So why pretend?
Yes
We shall be the last
Until the final die is cast
Survive

Analysis of Self

Self analysis,
Can it be done,
You ask?
Yes
(I guess)
If one could truly
Set aside
All prejudice
Perceive emotions
As the only evidence...
Exfoliate the mask

No simple task

Anima, strong,
Sir,
(Miss)
Where art thou?
Your potent rise?
Your tender kiss
I need you now!
Creative thought
(Elusive fawn)
Too much denied
We try
We crave
The brand new dawn
As seen
Through child-like eyes
But we cower
In our concrete caves
This plasmic cauldron
So appealing when we bought
Is full of naught
Cruel cost
This ferment
This strife
Just ticks of the clock
More seconds lost
Beats of the heart
Are the
Diamonds of life

Ourselves to understand...?
Physician
Heal thyself
No one else can

Sur la Cote d'Rajal

The tropic sun will bleach your blues away!

Grabbing some much needed rest

Taking a break from re-building of the
Recording and Performance Studio at
Rajal Records

Will begin Second Life Tour
during second week of February.

Stay tuned.

Giant Mountain

Giant mountain
In my pants
Volcanic mesa
Full of ants
My lava roils
Hot bubbles prance
Don't take the chance
Don't come too close
You'll just enhance
This urgent mountain
In my pants
Especially
When you dance...

(How's THAT for suave romance?) ;-)

Man is Not a Social Insect

Man is not a social insect
In this gated paradise
True
Some of us are spiders
But some of us are lice
My anemic faith is squandered
On diminished daily basis
I, Prometheus in bondage
Keep searching for oasis
We are forced
To carry numbers
Each one linked to
Our last names
I am not some social insect
This is not a
Cockroach train
Oasis?
Stasis.
The inquisitors
Dragged me screaming
To the dreaded
House of Mirrors
Where they crammed
The People's Justice
And imbued the
Light of Truth
Amidst the choral
Cheering jeerers
'Til I fell down
Completely blind...
I was "nourished"
By the slogans
As they brandished
Clever weapons
"We must ostracize the
Deviants we find..."
They jacked my mind,
My integrity
Misaligned.

We are allowed one healthy
Leash-long
Worth of wierd...
Tiny urban turf
Success is well-revered
But we
Are feared
Throughout this earth
We independent
Freedom thinkers
Social innovators
Enlightened souls
Young and old
We can't be crushed
Taken for granted
Our minds spun to mush
Ah, no
They fear our views
(However slanted)
Because they are THEM
They are the very ones
We need them there
For contrast
For us to know
The evil and the right
And where we cannot
Stand to go
We choose the darkness
Of the night
Can anyone please
Show me the way
Out of this paradise?
We are all
Bold
Metal preachers
We are all within the fold
Sparking cabbage into tungsten
And dilinquents into gold
And the End
Is our beginning
Yes, I was blind
But now I see:
I am NOT the same as you, and
You are not the same as me
Man is not a social insect
Leave the hive
And be set free

The Jones Hotel

"I just can't help myself,"
She cried to me.
"These voices screamin'
In my head..."
"That bellhop
Looks like tombstones,
Yeah, he's scarin' me...
And,
See,
The desk-clerk's
Glassy eyes are dead."

"I need some service...
(Don't they see me here?)
They make me stand and
Ring this bell
They always keep me waitin'
For the key to Number 9...
The darkest room
Inside the Jones Hotel."

"There ain't no place for me
In Paradise...
God let the Devil weave
His captive spell
He throws his stones
Because he needs to
Shake my faith
And lock me deep
Inside the Jones Hotel
Forever lost
Inside the Jones Hotel."

"I'm not a bad girl,
No, my heart is true
A Cinderella
After midnight fell...
I tried my best
To do the dance
Until my time was through
But then I checked
Into the Jones Hotel."

"I think there was a boy
I loved one time...
But that was long ago
I wish him well
Memories are like families
They seldom will survive
Can't last long inside
The Jones Hotel."

"You look a lot like him,"
She smiled at me.
"My mom and dad
Thought he was swell...
I'd love to see him
One last time
And folks I knew back home
But no one ever leaves
The Jones Hotel...
Forever lost
Inside the Jones Hotel."

For a You of the Past

I crawled
My knees were bleeding cracks
Through miles and miles
Of broken glass
And thumbtacks
While frenzied hornets
Stung my back
For you
No one cut me any slack
I couldn't win
The deck was stacked
I crawled, baby,
There and back
For you

I hurt until I nearly died
Learned to swallow
All my pride
Kept it locked up
Deep inside
For you
Six million times I was denied
You laughed
And left me
As I cried
I begged
My love was bonified
For you

Adoring like some loving dog
My eyes were blinded
By the fog
Created by my captive heart
I worshipped you
You tore my world apart

And then I died a thousand deaths
Your words
Sharp daggers on your breath
They still return to haunt my fall
Your bootsteps clacking in the hall
(I dream I hear you in the wall)
Your keys are turning in the door
If you were here
I'd take some more
I'd bleed again
And squirm upon the floor
I'd take some more
I'd take some more
Much more
For you.

Tundra

Someday
I will walk out
Into the tundra
And finally blend
With the white of the snow
Like an arctic hare
Solitary polar bear
I will go
I will quietly freeze
And die
While the bitter winds blow
My end will come
Right there
Goodbye
'midst the swirling
Frozen waste
Alone
Away
All sins erased
Yes,
Far astray
Frosty and solid
Just one lone cube
From God's ice tray
I will calmly freeze
Yes
Down to the bone
And be my own tombstone
Peacefully free
After my mother
And father are gone
When my foolish illusions
Have long since flown
And no one is left
To share this hollow home
The empty cold will be
My one last friend
Eternally
No horrible pain
No radical change
I fondly anticipate
The impersonal needles
That usher in the end.

Cove

How many times, love
Have we met in this bed
This cove of escape
Where we breathlessly fled
Where we conjured our magic
We were hungrily led
With obvious glances
Cheap, suggestive phrases
Off-color dances
Life and death risks
Provocative chances
And the deadliest kiss
Nightmares and pain
Triumphs
And failures
Losses and gains
You seduced me, you tart
I could never resist
But revenge can be sweet
I reduced you to tears
I tore you apart
You begged me for more
We did it for years
We settled the score
Yes
How many times
So tangled and spent
Did we go 'til it was gone
Then wonder where it went?
So many ways
So deft, (but with errors)
We ranged so very far
Yet never left these barriors
As I took you again
And again
In this bed
In the sun
And the shade
Under moon
Winter stars
We were mutual slaves
Carving each others' scars
One would think we'd be jaded
Or tired
Or bored
We keep feeding this beast
That cannot be ignored

Song of the Souls

This is the call of a
Desperate soul as the leaves
Of the summer
So dry
And red-brown
Have all fallen down
Through a bottomless hole
So much mulch
On the dark forest floor
Alone in a gulch
He will sing,
And scream
And sing some more,
Sing,
Like a dying cicada
Who has met the jack frost
And felt his cruel sting
That loving, killing kiss
Such cost
His breath pours forth
Defeated hiss
But yet
Is not death the
Ultimate bliss?

This is the song
Of an ancient soul
Whose heart has drawn
So heavy
Unsteady
A wizen'd soul
In what wise?
The Saint of Liars
In cheap disguise
Who has lost his way
Each choke of his heart
Moves less of his blood
Fewer and fewer days
Feeble ripples in the sea
With starfish graveyards
Just beneath
His thoughts come crashing
Surf across the reef

And he sings this song
This poem of life
Rhymes of a child soul
Devil'd, beguiled,
For are we not all children
In this plasma of God?
This cosmic soup?
Forever alone
As we search for our group?
Our words have scant meaning
Mere frames,
Empty shells
Of far deeper truths
That we know so well
But dare not say
Cannot today
Today is yesterday
Tomorrow is gone
There is no way
For the essense of heart
And soul
For long
Across these teeth
And tongue to roll
And yet
We are the chant
The get
Of all yogis at once
A field of crickets
Hyenas at the hunt
Ten trillion hives of
Domestic bees
Buzzing a tribute
To the rest of ourselves
We are our own disease
Each life is a spark
A pulse,
A quark
We are electrons
We are in the dark
We are peanut butter cookies
Someone vomited in the park
And this is our song
Our chorale
Our parade
We are living statues
Tarnished miracles
Replicas
See us fade
Stuttering models
Of the imperfect prototypes
Jehovah once made
We are the news
We are the radio
We are microchips
We are the blues
We are the waves
And this is our climax
Our fusion
Our saga
Large doses of magma
Chaotic disillusion
Too loud for an old soul
Too loud
Turn it down
Like the voices in his head
On a merry-go-round
We need change for the bus
A token,
We'd confess
We wandered through childhood
And got off in this mess

Yes,
This is our song.

Rajal Held Hostage in Remote Warehouse

"We won't release him
until he gives us
a DEFINITE DATE
when he will
begin his tour,"
she stated.

Alphabet Girls

Anna
Brenda
Camilla it's true
Dana
Erin
Fanny I do
Love Alphabet Girls
My Alphabet Girls

Ginger
Holly
Iris today
Jasmine gets a week
But I'll never stay
These Alphabet Girls
My Alphabet Girls

Katya
Lila
Maria are hot
Nina
Olga
And Paula are not
Alphabet Girls
My Alphabet Girls

I keep a list
Of girls I've kissed
It's all arranged by
Their first names
It might seem strange
Turned on by names
But
After all
It's just a game

Rachael
Susie
Tammy last month
Then there was Ursulla
(But that was just once)
These Alphabet Girls
My Alphabet Girls

Vera
Wendy
This much I know
Nothing lasts forever
So just let me go!
Alphabet Girls
My Alphabet Girls

I'm keeping score
(I need some more)
I need a Q
And X, Y, Z
But when I'm through
I'll come for you

Then we'll forget these ABCs

And my Alphabet Girls
These Alphabet Girls

Heavy

If you need a good time
He's the man to know
He's the person to see
If the action is slow
He's the man on the street
See the way that he walks
He's the heaviest thing alive
That talks
So deep
His feet sink
Into the pavement
Look into his eyes
And see where your soul went
A heavy mover
Lawyers and cops
Know what I mean?
Controversy
And drama
A very heavy scene
Photons of energy
Lighter than air
But ever so heavy
Like the Jupiter planet
He's got it down,
Clown,
Underground
We're all drawn along
Copper dogs to the magnet
He's the omen
Our icon
The next golden calf
None of us have
His charisma by half
He's the chosen few
The complete anthology
Once you've read him
It's the end of the story
He's the absolute best
The creme de la creme
Mais ne pas chercher les femmes
He stole them all
Even his balls
Are heavy
He laid a heavy trip
On me
Eternity
Sometimes
Being ready
Is heavy
Watch him walk
He's the heaviest thing alive
That talks

Verboten

Das es verboten
The entrance forbidden
The truth is a secret
The answers are hidden
Never dare touch it
Just leave it alone
We've seen your defiance
It's time to atone
No,
Don't you dare do that
Just stop it
Forget it
Das es verboten
The entrance forbidden
We'll teach you the rules
So follow instruction
There are no exceptions
Or special permissions
You'd better behave
Display your submission
No, this is verboten
Assume the position
We sense your resistance
So now you'll be captive
Never free, never active
Only humble and passive
No! Das es verboten
Of course it's forbidden
You'd better behave
Display your submission
Don't do that
Just stop it
You must know the rules
There is no escaping
The ultimate school
You came for instruction
And now you'll be trained
Submit
Or be punished
You must be restrained
Your total compliance
Is always expected
Be passive or tortured
Your attitude is wretched
We're all disappointed
Such shabby performance
There's no deviation
From total conformance
No! Das es verboten!
Completely forbidden
Get down to your station
Assume the position
And reveal your submission

Spanish Rose

I waltzed out with my Spanish rose
Amidst the parfum d’bougainvillea,
And the snappish tang
Of the ginger in my nose,
My rose,
We caressed,
We tangoed,
Beneath the tamarindo,
Drunk within ourselves
Obsessed,
As the parrots screamed
And the fireflies glowed.

My dark Spanish rose,
I plucked you then
Like a minstrel caballero
I arpeggioed your stem
Your Spanish thorn pricked my finger,
And my blood ran
Like the Red River
Little bloody soldier,
I buried him in your petals
My perfect Spanish gem
And you shivered
As I crimsoned you
Like the morning dew
You shook,
As you always do
And we tangoed
Beneath the tamarindo
We caressed
Though you said no
I drew breath from your mouth
Obsessed
My hands in your dress
As the parrots screamed
And you begged me,
“yes”.

I sailed out with my dark Spanish rose
Yes, we sailed upon my sloop
As the tropic moon arose
Toward St. Lucia
On a sea that pulsed
Like a beating heart
Off the coast of Aguadilla
The stars were far apart
While the old moon glowed brown
And your Spanish hair
Came tumbling down
Sang gaily in the breeze
As we flew
You hugged your knees
And the playful flying fish
Made fishy silver arcs
All was then
And then was just the start

How the Spanish magic filled the air
My rose,
Amidst the bougainvillea,
And the snappish tang
Of the ginger in my nose,
We caressed,
We tangoed,
Beneath the tamarindo,
Drunk within ourselves
Obsessed,
As the parrots screamed
And the fireflies glowed.

Sanctuary Lady

Drivin' down the highway, man,
This rain is gettin' bad
I got ta get ta you
An' get back what I had
I've been up fo' hours
Through the thunder an'
The storm
Just keep on pushin'
To your bedroom safe an' warm
Sanctuary lady,
With your fire burnin' bright
Don' turn out the light!

When I was Hell-bound
I found Heaven in your eyes
I am a sinner, sure,
But now I realize
I've got ta get to you
And make you understand
Just got to reach you 'cause
I'm gonna be yo' man!
Sanctuary lady,
Wit' dat fire burnin' bright
Don't turn out the light!

Hey there, Mr. Lucky,
Can't you hear that music play?
Goldilocks has left you, yeah,
She seems so far away
Heart just like the Snow Queen
Yeah, she's frozen
Through and through
Trades her love for candy
That she got from cheating you
But Sanctuary Lady always
Knows just what ta do...
Sanctuary lady,
With your fire burnin' bright
Don't turn out the light

Don't turn out the light
I wanna see it when
I take you tonight.

So You Think This Ain't Real??

It's real.
Totally real.
More real than reality.
(What is reality?)
Don't try to tell ME.
Because I know
(an' you know, too)
This is REAL.
So SHUT UP.
And go with it.
No lame arguments,
Not this time.
Let's dive into the virtual stew.
Come sit next to me and
Do as I say
(You want to anyway)
While I make a career of you.
True.

Sabbath of the Vampire

It is my time to return
This shall be the day
of my crossing back
into eternal life
Come to me,
sweet fangs,
sharp tang,
I await your full embrace
But soft beware...
Use utmost care
There is more to Rajal
than's revealed
upon his chiseled face.