1.
Shalom Park
I saw a shadow
In Shalom Park
It spoke of things to come
Absconded, occulted and obfuscated
Within the night, deep night
I took three steps back
And seven he took forward
I felt to run home
There was a whiskey bottle
And a james joyce novel
And the ghost of a whore to comfort me
“Step forward” He said
“Dont be a coward”
“Approach” he commanded
I closed in
A fourth step
It would be the last
A frocked cat retracted his claws
Bearing my name
Dressed for funeral
“Step back” he said
Im stepping in
To show your wretched soul
The inner working of their hearts
So you wont need to step first second right in the water
Left in the fire
Your holy carpet days are over
Join now
We re stepping in and stomping on!
2.
She has a bit a belly
But it suits her fine
Glows of fertility
Multicolour hair
Like light coming through
In blue and red and green and indigo
She is all lovely
Im buzzing
Her little frame
Breasts half shy half daring
A waist and hips that say
Dont hesitate
She is all lovely head to toe
Shakes that cocktail
Like its maracas
Like a luscious latina
At her cousin quincenera
Doesn’t matter what or how
I think
I think of death and doom and gloom
Of her fucking little black panties
Precious high
Tonights going to be special
Just before we die
She lurks right the corner
Her , she , ella muerte
death despair disease and destruction
Looking for the next sucker
To ensnare
Let that bitch wait I say
Tonight we drink
And dance and drink
the danse macabre
3.
The wrathful wroth
Is such unworthy of his worth
But
I can just hear her soothing voice
The warmth, the sound, the fury
She shielded me
From their menial rotten
Whispers, their venal voice
And mine, the wretch,
She drowned with her caressing words
And lovely soft and silent
Did she whisper in my year
Do not turn back to them
All that you want you’ll find on this very very shore
All that you crave is in the depth of me
I feel asleep while she made me her own
I want to be with her again
Cause every wicked deadening smile I see whorish
Stunt and game and act and simulation
And I want her again to be my own
As for themselves and mine?
Begone, begone, begone!
4.
I like to sleep by the beach
When the tide gets high
And the waves struck and pound the rugged shores
And the jagged rocks
And you can’t wake me up!
You with your blue pebbles and your soulless
Soul
Go away!
Ill stay right here
With amethyst and chrysoprase
Ill be right here
With Saint Patrick watching over me
Come night the lighthouse
Flash flash flash
Begone dim headed heathen!
My silence is holy
And you are neither welcome nor worthy
To hear what it says.