Clouds of passion crash together
Intertwining lonely hearts
Now the sky is grey

The serpentine road
Of spinal chord,

To drill the world
To mine the time
To highjack the space.

We all have the same ,
date of birth,
Maybe not on the earth,
But some where else,
Galactically far enough
in this universe.
Which fortunately means
we are all
Some how twins!

the clock smiles
and it is a sad smile

and coming through an open window
tiny red eyes on dainty feet
scurries around
the 4 corners of my prison  

where the dice roll
but never fall

 so,

hold on,

st christopher
former saint
taken off the calendar

O lost angel
guardian angel

say a prayer for me,

and like the shadows
thrown by the corner boys
as sunset approaches

i'll follow you down

into the tall
grass
where the lions wait
for wounded
dreamers

can you spare
a little faith???

O, st christopher

I ve been locked up
way too long
in this crazy world

please.

tell me.

how far is heaven?