Wicked Windows
I review my past through wicked windows framed in silver
And hung in toughened glass, upon my face, around and over.
Now and then: memories of men who loved me.
No stolen kiss - could match their march on hot coals for me.
I have walked a line both faint and narrow, hard to follow.
Caught up in circumstance. harsh truth for history to mellow.
Through my eyes: loyalties and obligation
Magnified. obedience: the better fellow.
Better not remember me. dont mis my passing.
Fierce winter fails to ruffle my icy sleep.
We never quite vanish. no wet soft surrender.
Still waiting: bad blood running in close families.
I laughed like any child - although you might find that strange
And christmas was my favourite holiday.
Christmas was my favourite holiday.
I am not alone in seeing the world through wicked windows
While others hide likewiese behind this vulnerable squinting.
Its in the stare: its in the silent scrutinizing.
Strip you bare: I ofer you no more disguising.
Better not remember me. dont miss my passing.
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Like A Tall Thin Girl
Well, I dont care to eat out in smart restaurants.
Id rather do a vindaloo: take away is what I want.
I was down at the old bengal, having telephoned a treat
When I saw her framed in the kitchen door.
She looked good enough to eat.
(and I mean eat.)
She was a tall thin girl.
She looked like a tall thin girl.
She said, ''whose is this carry-out?
My face turned chilli red.
Well, I dont know about carrying out,
But you can carry me off to bed.
(and I mean bed.)
She was a tall thin girl.
She moved like a tall thin girl.
Maybe I can fetch for it,
And maybe I can stretch for it.
I may not be a fat man and Im not exactly small
But when it all comes down, couldnt stand my ground.
This girl was tall.
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Dark Ages
Darlings are you ready for the long winters fall?
Said the lady in her parlor
Said the butler in the hall.
Is there time for another?
Cried the drunkard in his sleep.
Not likely
Said the little child. whats done
The lord can keep.
And the vicar stands a-praying.
And the television dies
As the white dot flickers and is gone
And no-one stops to cry.
The big jet rumbles over runway miles
That scar the patchwork green
Where slick tycoons and rich buffoons
Have opened up the seam
Of golden nights and champagne flights
Ad-man overkill
And in the haze
Consumer crazed
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Awol
Stormy-eyed on the edge of dawn:
Nose pressed against the triple glaze.
Floor to ceiling, wall to wall,
Silent traffic streams both ways.
Along the fussy freeway drivers
Dream of sunday barbecues.
Of a sudden, seems I can barely
Face my self: no face to lose.
Call the bosses. call supervisors.
Wont be in today to work for you.
E-mail that girl whos working nights.
She can dress down for this wind and rain.
Leave her new korean compact:
Let some cabbie take the strain.
Take a shower. take big espresso.
Take to the hills, and take a view.
Little black dress stretching over
Hard crystal peaks: soft valleys too.
Call the bosses. call for nurses.
Unfit today to work for you.
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When Jesus Came To Play
I was in my watering-hole with some ugly friends of mine
When he door came off its hinges like a cork from fizzy wine.
He said, ''my name is jesus: Im the leader of the band.
Got to set up my equipment, if you boys can lend a hand.
Oh yeah. when jesus came to play.
He set that bandstand jumping. yeah, and he cranked it up so loud.
And he moved up to the microphone: had the attention of the crowd.
He said, ''my name is jesus: going to turn your head around.
Im going to make this easy. got no time to mess around.
Oh yeah. when jesus came to play.
''i got no twelve disciples, and I got no cross to bear.
If you thought they had me crucified, I guess you werent there.
Oh yeah. when jesus came to play. when jesus came...
He sang about three or four numbers, but wed heard it all before.
We boys were getting restless: no girls were moving on the floor.
Those parables, they were merciless and the tables overturned.
And there were no minor miracles
But false prophets they were burned.
Well, maybe he was jesus;
But his hair could have used a comb.
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Beside Myself
Small child messing down, messing down.
In the streets of bombay.
Cities like this have no shame, no shame;
Indeed, why should they?
Out in the middle distance, several tragedies are playing.
Im beside myself.
Big sister, can you hear him, can you hear him?
Im beside myself.
Big sister, can you see him cry, see him cry?
Im beside myself.
I saw you taking money in the shadows --
In the shadows by the station there.
Ill wish you up a silver train
To carry you to school, bring you home again.
Strip off that work paint and put a cleaner face on.
Im beside myself.
Hollow faced mother with her babe in arms,
Babe in arms-looks through me.
Behind forgotten charms,
Forgotten charms to soothe me.
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Beside Myself
Small child messing down, messing down.
In the streets of bombay.
Cities like this have no shame, no shame;
Indeed, why should they?
Out in the middle distance, several tragedies are playing.
Im beside myself.
Big sister, can you hear him, can you hear him?
Im beside myself.
Big sister, can you see him cry, see him cry?
Im beside myself.
I saw you taking money in the shadows --
In the shadows by the station there.
Ill wish you up a silver train
To carry you to school, bring you home again.
Strip off that work paint and put a cleaner face on.
Im beside myself.
Hollow faced mother with her babe in arms,
Babe in arms-looks through me.
Behind forgotten charms,
Forgotten charms to soothe me.
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The Little Flower Girl
Down at the church the flower girl sits. legs innocent, apart.
I make the picture puzzle fit to start your heart.
Painted sister stopped beside. a word upon her saintly lip.
Perhaps admonishing the child inside the open slip.
I dont know where she might go when she runs home at night.
Its for the best: I wouldnt rest when I turned out the light.
No little flower girl singing in my troubled dream----
Just an old mans model in a pose from a magazine.
I have touched that face a dozen times before. and I have let my pencil run.
Laid down washes on a foreign shore, under a hot and foreign sun.
My best sable brushes drift the soft inside of her arm.
Her chin I tilt, her breasts I lift. I mean no harm.
I close the door. she is no more until the next appointed hour.
Northeastern light push back the night: painted promises in store.
No little flower girl singing in my troubled dream----
Just an old mans model in a pose from a magazine.
Down at the church my flower girl sits. legs innocent, apart.
I make the picture puzzle fit to start your heart.
My golden sable brushes drift the soft inside of her arm.
Her chin I tilt, her breasts I lift. I mean no harm.
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For Michael Collins, Jeffrey And Me
Watery eyes of the last sighing seconds,
blue reflections mute and dim,
beckon tearful child of wonder,
to repentance of the sin.
And the blind and lusty lovers,
of the great eternal lie,
go on believing nothing,
since something has to die.
And the ape's curiosity,
money power wins,
and the yellow soft mountains move under him.
I'm with you L.E.M.
though it's a shame that it had to be you.
The mother ship is just a blip
from your trip made for two.
I'm with you boys, so please employ just a little extra care.
It's on my mind I'm left behind
when I should have been there,
walking with you.
And the limp face hungry viewers,
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Cup Of Wonder
May I make my fond excuses
For the lateness of the hour,
But we accept your invitation, and we bring you beltanes flower.
For the may day is the great day, sung along the old straight track.
And those who ancient lines did lay
Will heed the song that calls them back.
Pass the word and pass the lady, pass the plate to all who hunger.
Pass the wit of ancient wisdom, pass the cup of crimson wonder.
Ask the green man where he comes from, ask the cup that fills with red.
Ask the old grey standing stones that show the sun its way to bed.
Question all as to their ways,
And learn the secrets that they hold.
Walk the lines of natures palm
Crossed with silver and with gold.
Pass the cup and pass the lady, pass the plate to all who hunger.
Pass the wit of ancient wisdom, pass the cup of crimson wonder.
Join in black decembers sadness,
Lie in augusts welcome corn.
Stir the cup thats ever-filling
With the blood of all thats born.
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