GRANDFATHER

There has never been a dull moment - we can kiss

the highest clouds and name them after movie stars.

Your fingers, they're flower pots, and as the cuticles

crack the stem comes through, you'll never know a poet's

eyes unless you see them for yourself. After the truth is

found there will be a suicide. Hear me now and grant my

wishes as sins, not ignorance. Endangered now, with

pockets full of oil... All I have left is a face fucking,

homicidal waste of time. Take these roads and take them

fast. My legs collapse in harmony with the music

And I plummet down forever. I can write the dialogue

to a script about your death I'm walking across 2nd

avenue... I'm tripping across Lexington... I'm falling

down Park Avenue... And dying on Broadway. We can

wish amongst wish, hope against hope. You have

become a new bloody valentine. Over and over again,

I've watched you killing yourself. Hold my hand, let's

start the decay. One shot in the mouth.