I Like My Women Like I Like My Beer


I like my women like I like my beer
I like them all cold & tall
Derision in the waking hours
Looked upon as vulgar & banal
Searching for motivation
But not finding much success
You’ve set me aside lately
Vulnerable as you quietly undress
Piecing our world together
Trying to find reasons of some sort
Telling me we no longer exist
I’m trying to lend you love & support
Why do you want me to love you
If you’re going to deny me this way
Confused by your bingeing passion
& then a frozen shoulder that betrays


She Was Leaving At 2 In The Morning




She was leaving at 2 in the morning
A bad girl in a short sun dress
Tearing down the fabric of a dissolving society
She called the Raven, who told her –
“Leave the inauthenticity to the airwaves”

But I would always rather be with her
Forever was never long enough
Her hand no longer upon my skin
Yet, upon my soul
She left fingerprints

Pouring The Last Drop In The Bottle


Pouring the last drop in the bottle
Lost in the old rusted radiator’s hum
Not every morning is lonely as this
Wondering when your love is going to come
The cigarette smoke is trying to kill me
No longer going to sit back cold & demure
Nothing left from when we were famous
She’d give anything for life to be as it were


Flint & Steel Will Give You A Spark


Flint & steel will give you a spark
A charge beyond that you can hold
The power will be greater than life
Dizzying & completely uncontrolled
The slow embers needing a coax
Soon established & burning bright
No longer easily extinguished
Please ponder before setting me alight


Hot Moms & Their Fancy Paychecks

Hot moms & their fancy paychecks

You’re nothing but a bartender’s dream

Playing your most important role

All your fantasies down by the stream

It’s all an image, but no substance

No longer is there anything real

Our value system fallen into disrepair

Anything left that you wish to feel


Their Streets Are Illuminated

Their streets are illuminated
But they can’t see my scars
Society can’t hurt me any longer
I’ve given my heart up to the stars


The Sunsets Seem To Last Longer


The sunsets seem to last longer

Before the darkness comes closing in

Walking alone, the beach seems haunted

Memories from before we allowed life to begin

I love the brilliant colors of Spring

Enjoying life in the sunshine I revere

Slowly the light fades, taking my joy

Night brings heavy thought & steps along the pier


Parallel Parking In Time


Parallel parking in time
You’ve got me braked on a hill
With a view of the bay
Though I think I’ve had my fill
No longer will I remain here
Must move to the forest floor
The city has shifted
Don’t feel the magic anymore


Feelin’ Alright In Your Tight Pink Shirt


Feelin’ alright in your tight pink shirt
Released in a shower down on Haight
Life-altering love spread between us
As we passed under the Golden Gate

Sweet summer flowers rising as I wake
Between coffeehouses on Avenue Nine
You never left my roaming thoughts
Always kept me warm in the sunshine

Walking silently together in the park
Remembering you fondly now as I jog
The weather never dampened my spirits
That old carousel rotating through the fog

Trees shade the bench where you shared
Words of peace, marked by a longing kiss
My view no longer holds ravenous beauty
Freedom wasn’t supposed to be like this


Can You Tell How I Feel About You


Can you tell how I feel about you
These sex rhymes infecting my brain
I can’t focus on anything else, Lady
I admit I objectify you with all that remains
Your beauty confuses my neurons
It doesn’t help when you begin to wink
I begin to stutter, my words useless
I blush; no longer any hope to think