Howling

There's a dude standing in the square
Howling yowling yelping
Maybe he's talking to the air
Howling yowling yelping
Now he's just lying there
Howling yowling yelping
He doesn't care if you stare
Howling yowling yelping
His grievances he must air
Howling yowling yelping
Interrupt him i do not dare
Howling yowling yelping
The pains he cannot bear
Howling yowling yelping
He's hanging on by a hair
Howling yowling yelping
Blowing flowing going nowhere
Howling yowling yelping
Don't ask him what's fair
Howling yowling yelping
He sees you don't care
Howling yowling yelping

reunified hole

Being leery of love
is a sensible self-preservation
but come learn how to fly!
Being afraid of yourself
is a sane socialization
but all that is passing by
A prudent privation?
A needful negation?
A rational ruination?
A calculated castration!
A myopic mutation
A vicious vexation
A paralyzing prostration
A terrifying truncation
A frugal frustration
A stultifying sedation
A sober starvation
A suicidal stagnation
A de rigueur deflation
A debilitating damnation!
An aberrant ablation!!
A cataclysmic cunctation!!!
The era of man was an apocalyptic plan
Only self-annihilation was gained
It's time to fuck the way fucking was fucked
in the time when goddesses reigned

rebirth rocket

When men broke wimyn, they broke themselves
They splintered the supports under our shelves
They lost contact with half of life's voices
And lonely people make lousy choices
Conversation became pedantic preaching
with no proviso about male overreaching
We can't wave a wand, to make that okay
Wimyn must rediscover what they have to say
The process is faltering, this reboot so clumsy
Assertive femininity can ape daddy, not mumsy
And hollywood is a haven for stupid choices
Many movie heroines, just vulvas with male voices
So be patient on this rebirth rocket launching pad
But don't waste time, men fucked up pretty bad

drowning

Everyday by beauty ravaged
Everyday by horror savaged
If we would survive this ordeal
those who thrive must learn not to feel

brilliant weirdness

I can't claim any creative credit for this...it was filmed during downtime at a different music video shoot, and i only did what i was told, having little clue what the context was.

I still have little clue, but i like it.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VrM7Ow42HMY

lonely sea

How old will you be
when your best lover at last you see?
A tender nineteen?
A luminous sixty-three?

Maybe your thirties?
Feeling entitled and free?
Perhaps your fifties?
Ever so wise and witty?

How about your forties?
Drowning in a sea of lonely?
Perhaps your twenties?
Responding hormonally?

How will you react?
Will you be grateful and carefree?
Or might you try to mold them
into your personal mythology?

Will you impose your notions
of how they should think and be?
Will you declare your narrative
and expect them to agree?

Will you just let BE
whatever grows organically?
Or will you emulate everyone
forever flailing selfishly?

sex-starved

Why are you talking to me?
You're not someone i want to fuck
I DON'T SEE YOU

What?
You're intelligent, solicitous?
Provocative, non-duplicitous?
I told you
You're not someone i want to fuck
I DON'T SEE YOU

I'm sorry, i'm sure you're swell
but minus fuckability
y'all can go to hell

Am i truly this raw?
Am i really this crass?
I don't know, turn around
Show me a little ass

You're too religious? Too young?
Too pregnant? Too spoken for?
My dick doesn't think so
A cock is knocking at your door

But wait, come see
a sweet and platonic spree
I'm not so shallow
as i used to be!

I'm caring less and less
about fitness, age, and beauty
As a grownup humyn
i feel it is my duty

I'm caring less and less
about smarts and savoir faire
All wimyn need love
and i haven't done my share

Yes indeedy
just look at my maturity
Don't tell me desperation
is getting the best of me!

YOU i see, YOU i don't!
screams what's left
of my wasted brain
For deprivation
Deprivation
Deprivation done driven me
driven me
driven me
driven me
insane