Rodent Killer For President: 2016

With a hot dog walk and a bicycle horn nose that kinda just squeaks, but still it blows, not content with the ham on his sandwich he cinches up his bows. He’s got slingshots and knives, rifles and mines, and if it breathes he steals their spirit by harvesting their bones. In a soul’s last leap…

Lock Up the Farm II

Lock up the Farm (redone) Money for charms, money for lust, money for hope, love aint enough, you took your blessing and threw it out the door. One takes a hand and returns it with nothing, power is taking from those who were something, Took it for freedom, an illusion bought and dropped to the…

The Archangel of Dust

Roaming Snyder 5 hours ago · Edited “steal away far from home lose yesterday,” moments shrieked inside my head with a pointless burgeoned stare. “Fade away, break until you become…” ‘Hope is all I’ve become to break hearts and spit on the little Sell them choices, play their dreams Even though I can tell you it’s pointless…

Scratch Lyrics from Elvis Angel, the Wandering Minstrel

Scratch lyrics from Roaming Snyder (by Elvis Angel) open road, my cart, steeds in front of me. i lift my hand but no one sees, the dark is filled with smoke and hollowed trees hologram breathes fire, looks like god but we know he’s mean, like no one we’ve ever seen. light my pyre, with…

From the Hymns of Elvis Angel

the experience, the voice of the third eye… peel away the fetter blow away the tether pump and turn forever in her eye I am born A mirage, a feint the curse of a blind saint patron of three generations Who’s freezing, cracking haunted the eye of birth and still breaking up and wanting this…

Security Control Study in Primitive Holographic Existence

Romy, hiding in the willow branches one moment, lying on his bed and looking up at Mary the next. He pulled his head up toward his guardian’s face and stopped. He pulled his head up. He did. HE. Who was he? WHO pulled his head up?Was HE energy? Where did the energy come from? From…

One Finger Willie Teaches the Blues

“im warning you superego says the little guy, ima gonna sockya in the eye! and superego is like, pfff go ahead junior yer jes hittin’ yerself and junior goes well hell shoot shucks that’s why i got all these zombies floating in my head and the big guy says go ahead and knock yerself out…

The Hero Is A Cat Who Shows Herself From the Dark On Occasion

heroes are within. the admirable qualities of the other have always been there right along with the rotten ones. it is just the manager hired a flunky to hold the spotlight of your perception on one ingredient and you took it for the entire recipe.

From the Hymns of Elvis Angel

“…and in that day of stone it was given unto the ape like preachers with heads of skull and jawbones to deliver typeset in the form of a selfish and denunciatory linguistic expression, but by whom…the holder of the camera, spotlight and blinders…the linguistics only point to possible shadows.