Paranoia 1990Eyes, spiesHurt, liesThey're out thereI wonder whereThey're waiting for meHow can this be?What have i done wrong?Did i stay on the phone too long?They're looking at me!Keep watching that bee!Something wet touched me...I think it was peeI think i'm not wellAm i going to hell?You don't love meI heard you speak of meOh God! I'm too fat!Hey! Did you hear that?There's something under my bedOh no! It looks like a head!Do you think i worry too much?Maybe its what i had for lunch.
The Lagoon 1990I look at youI see a lagoonI plungeDiving deep, hitting hardI bask in warm caressing waterInhalingLush flowering vines twine skywardClinging to cliffsSweet and urgingBut tainted with thornsI taste the water and submergeLet the water take meI'll stay here and drownIn the ocean of your soul
My Favorite Meali dipped my tongue into salty, sweet, buttered breadthen ran it across my lips for savori smelled the crust and cream and took a bitethen i sampled the soupit was a fiesta of color and cayenne that made me sweateach spoonful a climax of scenteach bite a masterpiece of intensity and sini hungered for more and could not resistdipping the bread into the soupjust a little at firsta tastea flick of the tongue to test the flavor and heatthe butter melted and a drop fell into the soupmy restraint snapped and i devoured it allit was delicious
Something's Got to Givetake take take takegive nothing in return except the wrappingsselfish and greeddecaying from the inside outdried like an old boneif I leave I have failed all my lifeif I stay I have no life to failsomething must give and surely it wont be them