2002-02-24 | TERRIBLE ME, TERRIBLE ME, TERRIBLE ME, I STARTED SOMETHING.............

some stupid thing i started writing but never finished up. don't recall my inspiration. there may have been none

"STARS OF THE LATENIGHT"

hoodlums and hooligans trying to make the gain

are falling for a loss and damage of the brain

destruction of the human spirit laid upon their plains

drinking up prosperity with water from the rains

the weavers of dreams are running out of thread

the hostile takeovers have people seeing red

miners and majors walk among the dead

with pathetic excuses for injuries of the head

there's a poor display of strangeness sitting on my floor

with answers to questions of an imaginary war

midnight lovers and birds on the shore

are waiting for the dawn of a neverending bore

because the stars of the latenight are freezing cold

losing their youth before they're getting old

pride and glory on the streets of gold

breaking and fixing the proverbial mold

- premature ejaculation | tantra +