Get Off the Road!
Posted: February 20th, 2020, 5:37 pm
No More on the Road
i need to get off
the road is the same
interstate modality
running its course
the macplastics
the boogerkings
the wendygrease
the jackoffinthebox
Enough!
take the road and shove it
had all i can stomach
time has proved sameness
off the road
with 4wheels
lurching across
the virginity smiles
tasting the exhaust
no! No! NO!!
return to peaceful
return to the arms
nature spread thick
over the earth beat
yeah the earth beat
the taste of magic
the thrill of no thing
running streams
tall mountains
pines to the sky
deserts pulsating
naked so fucking naked
the chaparral struggles
but the effort is true
truth! Truth! TRUTH!!
send me the goddam truth
no fedex
no u-p-s
no air mails
send it strong
arrow shot
straight into
the heart empty
fill it up
to the top
and more
more of this
i need it
junky love
for the spoils
of nature heaving
her breath into
webs of desire
fuck! Fuck! FUCK!!
that is it.. Now
fuck in front of nature
unclothed look at me
see my prick standing tall
watch that cunt open
eagle voyeur
limb standing
watching
owl wisdom knows
bears shitting wood
the tumultuous benign
and the seven seeds shoot
star blotter sucking dry
the visions lost to cody
the road is unfit for man
kindness lost to greed
the spills evaporating
into clouds of darkness
rain! Rain! REIGN!!
Nature look at me
eye to eye
tell me now what you see
I am real. I am.
eye to I see the conditions
and what they have wrought
from your steamy coals
baked in ovens breath
the delight of life
escapes ... fumes rising
the coolnes of nature
fried into patches of residential
disharmony....invasion of tract homes
sneaking across your goodness
your life giving
stolen by thieves unable to connect
to your style
let me fuck you one more time
before you descend into trash dump worlds
with stupidity crawling over your mass
picking up the pieces to fit together
into puzzles without end
the collages of trash reassembled
monstrosties of junk landfills
have become hallowed grounds
that harbor relics of your once proud
beauty now forsaken into attic mold
dissolve! Dissolve! DIS SOLVE!!
on the road is gone
jack is fucking dead
allen is fucking dead
gregory is fucking dead
the beat never fucking dies
just goes on beating
within without within without
the road is fucking dead
the road is fucking dead
the road is fucking dead
get off the fucking road
and get the beat from her
mother nature will beat you
spank your fucking ass
until you come,
come all over Her
get off the fucking road
inner-states await you
beyond the Interstates
__________
Cecil B. Lee
i need to get off
the road is the same
interstate modality
running its course
the macplastics
the boogerkings
the wendygrease
the jackoffinthebox
Enough!
take the road and shove it
had all i can stomach
time has proved sameness
off the road
with 4wheels
lurching across
the virginity smiles
tasting the exhaust
no! No! NO!!
return to peaceful
return to the arms
nature spread thick
over the earth beat
yeah the earth beat
the taste of magic
the thrill of no thing
running streams
tall mountains
pines to the sky
deserts pulsating
naked so fucking naked
the chaparral struggles
but the effort is true
truth! Truth! TRUTH!!
send me the goddam truth
no fedex
no u-p-s
no air mails
send it strong
arrow shot
straight into
the heart empty
fill it up
to the top
and more
more of this
i need it
junky love
for the spoils
of nature heaving
her breath into
webs of desire
fuck! Fuck! FUCK!!
that is it.. Now
fuck in front of nature
unclothed look at me
see my prick standing tall
watch that cunt open
eagle voyeur
limb standing
watching
owl wisdom knows
bears shitting wood
the tumultuous benign
and the seven seeds shoot
star blotter sucking dry
the visions lost to cody
the road is unfit for man
kindness lost to greed
the spills evaporating
into clouds of darkness
rain! Rain! REIGN!!
Nature look at me
eye to eye
tell me now what you see
I am real. I am.
eye to I see the conditions
and what they have wrought
from your steamy coals
baked in ovens breath
the delight of life
escapes ... fumes rising
the coolnes of nature
fried into patches of residential
disharmony....invasion of tract homes
sneaking across your goodness
your life giving
stolen by thieves unable to connect
to your style
let me fuck you one more time
before you descend into trash dump worlds
with stupidity crawling over your mass
picking up the pieces to fit together
into puzzles without end
the collages of trash reassembled
monstrosties of junk landfills
have become hallowed grounds
that harbor relics of your once proud
beauty now forsaken into attic mold
dissolve! Dissolve! DIS SOLVE!!
on the road is gone
jack is fucking dead
allen is fucking dead
gregory is fucking dead
the beat never fucking dies
just goes on beating
within without within without
the road is fucking dead
the road is fucking dead
the road is fucking dead
get off the fucking road
and get the beat from her
mother nature will beat you
spank your fucking ass
until you come,
come all over Her
get off the fucking road
inner-states await you
beyond the Interstates
__________
Cecil B. Lee