naked maple

My brain don't know the difference
'tween false and true
If i just THINK i've done it
my brain thinks so too!

My brain don't know the difference
'tween fact and fiction!
My wildest fantasies
feel no contradiction

I imagine a world of peace
My brain thinks it's here!
I imagine never dying
and i'm free of our deepest fear

My brain thinks i've hugged aliens
and simone de beauvoir
My brain thinks i have a cottage
in Freenakedonia

My brain thinks i can fly!
And breathe under the sea
My brain thinks a bald asian athlete
is my soul mate (#3)

My brain thinks i'm surrounded by love
and laughing babies every day
My brain thinks the world leans in
to hear what i have to say

Of course it's not all
maple syrup and naked twins
My brain also thinks my sad thoughts
have happened again and again

My brain thinks i've been despised
Crucified and dragged in slime
My brain thinks i've killed myself
any number of times

There's no way around that
when lonely fear is the human norm
All we can do is dream
and shield our candles from the storm

once...

A kitten once fell through my ceiling
That don't happen every day!
I once ran down a booming volcano
(no, not in fear, but play)

I was once sniffed in the sea by a shark
That don't happen every day!
I once held a two-hundred pound snake
(crocodile kate said it was okay)

I was once hit on the head by a coconut
That don't happen every day!
I once found a friend who'd been lost in the woods
Hunger had been eating him away

I was on a girls' team that trounced the boys
That don't happen every day!
I once held four women in five nights
(my sanest week, the scientists say)

I once loved a woman who'd been raped
No, more, maybe...four? No way!
Perhaps i'll just count the ones
who hadn't been raped, if i may?

I once pooped in the pool
I was just a kid, i wouldn't do it today!
I've looked in the barren hearts of men
and breathed relief not to be gay

Once i opened my soul to god
and found no reason to pray
Once i was told to be normal
and found no reason to obey

oblivi R us

Don't touch that woman
Don't touch that man
Don't even touch
your happy little hand
Constipated
Alienated
Sprinting into oblivion

Don't look at dirty pictures
Don't look at what we chew
Don't look out
for number 2
Constipated
Alienated
Sprinting into oblivion

Don't listen to the screams
or daddy's drunken snores
Don't listen to what happens
behind closed doors

Don't look for trouble
Don't look at the whores
Don't look for the truth
behind the wars

Don't listen to the cries
Don't listen to the dead
Don't listen to the whispers
inside your head
Constipated
Alienated
Sprinting into oblivion

inhuman bondage

Each girl and boy
dreams dreams of joy
pure as baby's breath

This insanity
Inhumanity
Only relieved by death