Bastille Day

I’m not hiding anymore No self left to answer for A wax doll splayed on all fours Light the wick and start to pour Dug through garbage For these words Under every rocket glare Melted mothers children swear Vengeance in the public square Guillotines for billionaires Merci à ces Bâtards de Français Living in a powder keg Incarnations of burnt children Waving in acerbic wind Guess we should have fed them Gorge yourself on Tree bark and hay Thank enterprise for This sponsored day Everything we Could ever need Distorted beyond Recognition There’s no hiding anymore No cause left to surrender for Life left to rot on the floor Light the fuse

Call me what you want but don’t ever mind Senses crossing paths collect intertwine Feel the burden of control supersede Just entertain us we’ll forget to be free I have half a mind to I have half a mind to I have half a mind too Simple as the days keep turning away Dare to fill the hole left by the decay Of oligarchs we let assume the control Climb to the top of the decrepit flagpole I have half a mind to I have half a mind to I have half mind too Call me when you need to cop a quick fix Endless supplies on my scale do intermix See the burning child slipping away Either dump the drugs or yourself down the drain I have half a mind to I have half a mind to I have half a mind too

They demand our all Amputees can crawl When we see the countdown proper It will be too late Smokestack profit sprawl Planned malicious thrall Sent away for antidote I Stumble through the forest tawny Dropping breadcrumbs to the alter Of inorganity Irony may be destroying Our culture but it’s the only Hammer we have so swing away At our friends trapped in the TV Screaming softly o’er the snoring Forcible entry

When you slip into the sea One last look before the waves Curl over the mortal plane Curl over the mortal plane Spirits dance along the breeze Demons dare peer from their caves Feel the fire swallow me Feel the fire swallow me Why have we become the voice Of reason and simple choice? Freedom’s cost left us to burn Every last hope we could learn When you watch me coming down Can you recall what you saw A mirage among the sand A mirage among the sand Beads of light long burnt away Gasping breaths all down your spine Outbreaks sweep the planet clean Outbreaks sweep the planet clean Why have we become the voice Of reason and simple choice? Freedom’s cost left us to burn Every last hope we could learn Why have we become the voice Of reason and simple choice Freedom’s cost left us to burn Every last song we could learn When you slip into the sea One last look before the waves I could sing for you all day I could sing for you all day

Out of touch pulses vary I can’t see you anymore Miss the vein strike a nerve Boarded up neighborhood stores Speak in code they don’t know Droning killing children for Allied oil footholds boil Over into our bedrooms Drive the point over the bridge Collapsing venesection Don’t you think had enough Puffs and plumes alone rebuff All the waste piles up Outlives silly intellection A false sense of security A false sense of security A false sense of security A false sense of You become an advertisement

Gliding on the wind With no time to spend We are nothing left to try It’s so obvious Dancing in my dreams A wake for everything In the space between reside As crushing as it is Dive up carry screams Lost maternity Lead the tribe to Heaven’s gate Spoiled hyacinth

Following the footprints into the sky We can see the circles crashing Into themselves an endless reaction Covering all that we could ever know Simplest words a dedication To all the nights spent awake and alone Toiling over refractions sent from the edges above and below Hear this song Hear this song Hear this all for you We had our fun let our hair down Split the bill just to see if we could Pure amazement at the hubris takes us all on the same day The same day The same day

Yadda yadda yeah we start it again now A bloated poet by a gurgling pool’s how Turning pages of a collage called “Bough Down” by Karen Green The closest thing to an immortal now living Absurdity in the rags unforgiving A self thought known but the pills stripped away Left nothing but a husk in decay But so like not to mention the rescue dogs Give me any reason to hang on Death is not the end Yadda yadda yadda yadda Yadda yadda yadda yadda

Lost in a dream watching from above Bruises hurt less when you can’t see the meaning Frost on the leaves last before the Spring Birds start to sing but you can’t shake the feeling We are what we are Cross the river here see the ancient oak Give into the limbs let them hold you in Her arms If this is the last breath you feel you have to take Try to forget us, please put the gun down We are what we are

If I die I Want a loud death Not just a headline Or a number in a group A death that the world will hear An impact that will remain through time A timeless image that cannot be buried By time or place It wasn’t enough for the cowards to Bury her alone They had to kill her family Sister’s unborn child and all Days before her wedding with Fatima’s triumph at Cannes But try as you might to kiss and hold You cannot kill an idea It’s the first sunset in a long time Put your soul on your hand and take a walk Through the rubble of Gaza City Today’s sun will bring no harm If I die If I die If I die If I die If I die I Want a loud death

Poison in our veins I have gone insane There is no one to blame But ourselves Singing circles Bleeding knees Infection spreads its wings Medicine burns in me Lost what the symbols mean One unconsciousness Singing circles Bleeding knees Sacrifices To the kings Faceless wrath From above they Grant our peace Peace to waste away Resistant bane decay Disease rots in the brain Finally free

Death around the corner Wilting petals mourners Only cry if they know why We ignore all the borders Between breath and absence Love’s perfect imbalance Bolted doors leave petty cores Molten word assassins Colors we die by Colors we die by

Here we are bubbling under Forms we never asked for Blue light swirls professing heads Wedged against concrete curbs Ask again of us if why I dare to call your other Selves repent mirrored in More than a Pandering song Pull my tongue pale as you Into homes abandoned Reeking dumpsters growing flowers Bleeding prostaglandin Maybe we’re not ready This go around Here we are once again Standing on the precipice Ymir, flesh fashioned from Mountains of bone Nobody’s home Nobody’s home Nobody’s home Nobody’s home A frozen skull sky Melting into oceans Of boiling blood A frozen skull sky Melting into oceans Of boiling blood

Russel Bucklew Walter Barton Ernest Johnson Carman Deck Kevin Johnson Jr Amber McLaughlin Leonard Taylor Michael Tisius Johnny Johnson Brian Dorsey David Hosier Marcellus Williams Governor Mike Parson If you dare damn these people To an afterlife of Hell Then surely you will join them Tormented Forever Russel Bucklew Walter Barton Ernest Johnson Carman Deck Kevin Johnson Jr Amber McLaughlin Leonard Taylor Michael Tisius Johnny Johnson Brian Dorsey David Hosier Marcellus Williams

Following the footprints into the sky We can see the circles crashing Into themselves an endless reaction Covering all that we could ever know Simplest words a dedication To all the nights spent awake and alone Toiling over refractions sent from the edges above and below Hear this song Hear this song Hear this all for you We had our fun let our hair down Split the bill just to see if we could Pure amazement at the hubris takes us all on the same day The same day The same day