"you gotto wear a gun if you want to make it
in the city... city of Satan"

lavender light, blue cosmos - disrupted rays
the fog slowly unravels, breaking up, dissolves

light is wave lengths and colour is different wave lengths being repelled back into the specter. not all light is the same
not all eyes sees the same thing

everything buzzing with atoms
the things we don't see
the stuff we have yet to think about
the things we don't understand
so many world's
beyond our own
mind

"city... city of Satan"

recovery meal
one whole package of corn and rice pasta
dead for a while
dreadful little smile

I want to fuck you
all savage like
woman

sshh
wait
the rain
listen
you hear?
the empty steps echoing the dark
and unwantful Kingdom
nervous laughter

she is running
not her legs
but her mind is

I stand in the cracks of nothingness
and darkness
absorbing it
feel it
like it's in the air
I inhaile

someone throws a empty can
it makes a sharp and unfriendly noise
rolling away

cab drivers stare at much too young girls
licking their greasy lips
and fondle their bulging and obscene noises
while desiring this world of hatred

"city! city of Satan"

and on comes the rain
like a shower
running wet
laughing

people in there little hideouts
watches me
with amazement and fear
in their faces

I don't care
the rain belongs to me

thunder
flashes of neon

alive
so very much alive

celebrating the spirit

running
running
running man
can you dig?

reminisce of childhood days
lost in the unholy rutine of repeating circumstances and reruns
of a life you use to know

man
whatever happened to the clearness of a blue sky?
the colours along a long stride

her ass brings out something beast like in me
I must have it