Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

You're here again
stripped down to tattooed skin
looking for bone marrow, needing
to purge the transgressions
perceived by a child's eyes

and you've got a jones to take a long piss,
like a race horse on diuretics...
Father Church had a fire hose
under his dress, so I know why you are
hemming and hawing like a stuttering john

your reluctance to dance the dance is expected
but we agree it's time for you to add up all your pain
Curse, the pungent aroma of incensed air, no
I'm not saying it's important for the world
to know all your secrets

fuck the world, this is for you, for the blank
journals waiting to be filled, Mrs. Black-Ink
has a liberating touch, has all the elements
that foster new life, she has empty pages
begging for the company of lacerated souls

you are a Rorschach miracle, born in the veneer
of demented parental units and frauds with frocks
you are a survivor, a wounded warrior
a founding member of the Lonely Hearts Club Band
Sgt. Pepper would want it this way, he always knew

you'd leave one day, get a gig of your own



** for a friend

Righteous !

and *Shameless Bump*

well fuck me runnin.. that was better than a whole bunch of stuff= rocked me!!!!
i really liked the descriptions
you always have been full of surprises huh?