SATAN IN COLOGNE
He moves mountains into gravestones
The mattress into a bed of lava and cigars
He shakes the sky into silver lions
Lizards - lasers - crashing calling cards
He is the fallen angel sweet
talking the ears
He is the sand and the painted lamps in the eyes
His hands drip flowers into the brain
Green hearts and birds of paradise
He caters from hell's kitchen
Feeds the war gods stereo blowout
Feeds the love gods nectar and ash
He is the playground of rolling dice
He is a pillar of hard pink ice
Satan in silver geysers
Satan in cologne
Satan in fire island
Satan in cologne
1984
SCARECROWS
We are stuffed into our long
coats
The north stars begs the moon to call
A touch of tar and lipstick
Love heads twist and crawl
Sweeping the fall away
As jazz reeds swing and sway
We pull an ember from a
dashing sun
The coal sets the fields ablaze
Ravens exit into angels
Leaflets tango in red graves
Sweeping the fall away
As branches bend and pray
Letters and vampires and
lacquered dolls
Sweeping the fall away
Drama and dragons and wardrobes
Sweeping the fall away
Karen is autumn
A mirror of rouge on green
Reflecting torches in our amber ballet
Karen is paisley
A slender chameleon in french chalk
Spinning straw into golden meditations
Enchantment and chapters
and lost holidays
Sweeping the fall away
Flames and numbers and wishbones
Sweeping the fall away
Scarecrows
Like puppets in the wind
Auburn dancing smoke
We will dance with you till the end
Scarecrows
Silhouettes against the sky
Black drifting dreams
We will sleep in the black with you
1983
SWIMMING
An invisible kiss in a tortoise
shell mirror
I float with your lip frost on my neck
A ship of rosewood and satin for us to share
Dust to dust
Drifting in the cotton wind
Dust to dust
An embrace beneath the whitewash
Swimming
We will swim when the sea is black and the sun is dead
Swimming
We will swim when
Neptune glows blue and
Mars drips red
Diving
We will dive into a sea of midnight and bleached bones
Diving
We will dive into a whirlpool of hungry sharks and pinups
Scratching the current
Drinking the tide
Swimming
Swim
1983
GODDESS NO MORE
She is a pretty face on a
broken sofa
Egyptian lashes and smart lips
She is a tiny skull set upon the ocean
The dead swim through her windows
She is full of black cats
and teeth
Up to her thighs in court jesters
She is full of gray smoke and gut fire
The unholy flicker in her jars
Stand up to her nasty little
tongue
Brush away the tender little lies
She is
She is
She is goddess no more
1984
UNDER THE VEIL
We dance and pour rain
Into an evening of statues
Into a desert of stone and arrogant zombies
Full of gum and cement
Only the walls move
Under the veil
We dance and pour rain
Into an evening of masks
Into a city of film and sleeping cattle
Full of glue and import worship
Only the walls move
Under the veil
1984
LET'S PRETEND
We are soldiers and brides
with flashlight eyes
Vermilion birds caged in towers
Alien ships buff the desert skies
Soon it's raining flowers
Our eyes trace the survival
charts
As we stand in this where or when
We know in what is left of our hearts
That the stars won't rise again
We sit down to dine on bible
courses
Mother rocket rings her warning bell
Our horses wait in the courtyard
Soon we ride for hell
Let's pretend we are lovers
Tossed among the curtains of the sea
Let's pretend we are tigers
Under a hungry moon
With a fallout kiss
Let's pretend we are lovers
1982
ALL THE ROSES ARE
GONE
( dedicated to Marc O )
When the fever hits
you can't remember
Faces come and faces go
When the fever preys
Sad December
So many faces under snow
And all the roses....
When the ground is white
you can see forever
miles and miles of stone
When the ground is cold
you can think forever
You can drift for miles, drift like snow
And all the roses....
The trees are bending
The night is ending
And all the roses....
The sun is lazy
The moon is crazy
And all the roses....
You've lost your mind
The gods are blind
And all the roses....
Winter swept in like an ocean
stirring us into her potion
washing our lives away
washing our lives away
All the roses....
All the roses....
All the roses are gone...gone...gone
1985
THE FACE OF GOD
Stripping down to the curtains
We are two blue monkeys
jacked up and shaven
We are two blue monkeys
in this neon room of razors
and mirrors
and snakes
The wallpaper is wet
The
sink is full of shit
A baby floats in the toilet
lost at sea
And the face of god looks in
The devil grabs the boy
from the hallway
pulling him into his den of bones
dragging him into the bathroom
holding him under the water
until the boy becomes an angel
And the face of god looks in
1984
ANOTHER WORLD
Another world of smoke and
mirrors
Where candles burn like chandeliers
In lush green gardens
Another world of paisley
pools
Reflecting lovers like drifting jewels
Under a glass moon
Love and needles and shooting
stars
Dreams come true in killing jars
1985