its hard to go on and easy to forget
because life is wasted on the living and
everyone here is taking themselves so seriously
i'm catching the disease
why can't i hang on the tree? i need a witch
i need a wild man, i need the transformation
the transformation is love slipping through
every crack
the change is me open, you pushing into
through every crack
the celebration is open laughter
open everything
open eyes, weeping, laughing eyes
loving, sweating and fucking
it is the resignation after lamentation
it is... hard to attain
in the world where everyone is bitter
bite on the lemon
bite down on the lip
suck out life
suck my cock
the revelation for the new age is the oldest age
everything i want to learn Sara learned in Canaan forty-centuries ago
when battered, old and wearied she brought forth a child
and she called him the powerful thing i need
she called him laughter