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Bad News

And this one is for Maya because she’ll know why.

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PORTIONS FOR FOXES

There’s blood in my mouth ’cause I been biting my tongue all week
I keep on talkin’ trash but I never say anything

And the talkin’ leads to touchin’
And the touchin’ leads to sex
And then there is no mystery left

And it’s bad news
Baby, I’m bad news
I’m just bad news, bad news, bad news

I know I’m alone if I’m with or without you
But just bein’ around you offers me another form of relief

When the loneliness leads to bad dreams
And the bad dreams lead me to callin’ you
And I call you and say, “C’mere!

And it’s bad news
Baby, I’m bad news
I’m just bad news, bad news, bad news
And it’s bad news
Baby, it’s bad news
It’s just bad news, bad news, bad news

‘Cause you’re just damage control
For a walking corpse like me – like you
‘Cause we’ll all be portions for foxes
Yeah, we’ll all be portions for foxes

There’s a pretty young thing in front of you
And she’s real pretty and she’s real into you
And then she’s sleepin’ inside of you

And the talkin’ leads to touchin’
Then the touchin’ leads to sex
And then there is no mystery left

And it’s bad news
I don’t blame you
I do the same thing, I get lonely too
And you’re bad news
My friends tell me to leave you
That you’re bad news, bad news, bad news

We’re bad news
Baby, you’re bad news
And you’re bad news
Baby, you’re bad news

Bareboned: Shadorma

BAREBONED

He showed her
How to dream rainbows
First he came
Then he went
Not even a fare thee well
Just a one night stand

The Second Chakra

THE SECOND CHAKRA

Always plenty of energy in the second chakra
Hangover from that life spent as a tabla player
Pleading for a little close attention and silliness
“Though I must warn you it may not end up well”

Always plenty of energy in the second chakra
Three sheets to the wind – Egregiously gracious
Each gave away a shy smile, a nod and a wink
“I’d like to end up on both sides of the fence”

Always plenty of energy in the second chakra
Still like they say after all you never can tell
‘Don’t judge a scroll by its paper’ (Xena 1:10)
“I’m not too fast for you, you’re too slow for me”

Weekend Wake-up Call (An acrostic)

WEEKEND WAKE-UP CALL

Stealthily,
Awakening
Tickles
Under
Rustling
Duvet
Arouse
Yearning

Take Off

TAKE OFF

Taking off
Like a butterfly

Taking off
Like a startled starling

Taking off
A well known character

Taking off
Like a jet fighter

Taking off
A burdensome disguise

Taking off
A shirt, a skirt, our underclothing

Taking off
Into the unknown

Taking on now
Disguise in love with you

Re: Virginity

RE: VIRGINITY
…………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………..For Ms Harris
Whatever’s precious
Though gone in a flash remains
This place, this moment

Come-on

COME-ON

If sex is magic
(And who are we to question?)
Let us explore it

Fanfare

FANFARE

Flying in couples
Ten crows silently trumpet
Spring is in the air

Lothario

LOTHARIO

Plays out Don Juan trope
Imagining them all his
Spends his life dreaming

The slippery slope
Into desire’s abyss
And ends up screaming

Goin’ Home

GOIN’ HOME

You have your keyboard with you
plus I see you brought your keys along too.
As for me: I have as you see brought my horn along.

No bass required to intervene, as agreed. Too basing.
No superfluous traps either. A binding promise.
Let’s go play the blues then. Melt into one another’s I’s

Country sounds good (when using ears rather than eyes)
while delta seems inviting also. Finger style?
I’m more than willing if that’s your choice.

Twelve bar, sixteen bar, thirty-two bar if you like.
Muddy water. Let’s dive in and search for a pearl.
Fare thee well. Forever. See you on that other shore.

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