Get out of the back seat
The picture of her in my mind remains
On the couch
Looking up at me floating in the haze of the ceiling
“I need to go now
"Don’t hate me
“You drew the card
“Don’t hate me
“I need to be free
“Don’t hate me
“I’ll miss you most
“Don’t hate me
“I’ll still sing for you
“Until you hate me
Her head bows to the tray
Her finger on her nostril
And then the nod and plaster
For a year I was lied to
A heart attack they said
Years of abuse they said
Today they come clean
Her last wish was for me
“Don’t hate me” she said
They said
I said
Stop singing to me
don't hate me
Hindsight
I didn't want to take him
He didn’t want to go
How could the world forsake him
I really need to know
The coin is still two sided
It must be turned around
Although often derided
The logic is quite sound
All good things must end
All seasons must change
All strong hearts can mend
Although it may seem strange
I know you had to take him
He didn’t want to go
But the world did not forsake him
If only he could know
Sins of Commission
In the Blood Orange sky
I see the Purple Cow
The Angel Falls I don’t know why
I really don’t know how
Upon the sacred blue Starved Rock
Sits the angel now
At the edge of the dock
Hovers the Purple Cow
The Purple Cow has turned away
The the rock has turned to red
The angel knows not what to say
He knows the one who bled
The Blood Orange sky has changed to black
There is no Purple Cow
Kneeling at the edge of the dock
I see the angel weeps now
The Dream
I was in my crib. The bars were up and I couldn't get out. There were clowns, mean clowns with dark red mouths and black eyes. They had blood tears painted on their faces and skulls on their jumpers. They wore black boots instead of red shoes and their noses while red were mishaped as if the rubber had melted.
One was at the top, pulling the crib and two were at the rear pushing.
Up the spiral staircase of the tower, racing to the top. Higher and higher they went, laughing maniacally and screeching like hyenas.
I could see the moon through my tears but it never seemed to get closer. I could see the bottom of the staircase but it kept getting farther away.
I woke screaming, my brother shaking me.
What really happened on the boat?
Q: Thank you for taking the time.
A: Get to it.
Q: All Right? That night on the boat, did you go to bed before they started fighting?
A: I really dont want to discuss this.
Q: You agreed to this interview. People that want to know.
A: Things were getting heated. It was a little rowdy. There was a bottle broken. I went to bed.
Q: How drunk were you?
A: I was ready to go to bed.
Q: Did you hear them fighting after you went to bed?
A: Yes.
Q: Were they fighting about you?
A: Yes.
Q: Were you in love with her?
A: Everybody was in love with her. The World was in love with her. The only person that wasn't in love with her, was her.
Q: Were you lovers?
A: I won't answer that.
Q: So, you were.
A: I Won't Answer That.
Q: Do you believe his story?
A: Do You believe his story?
Q: No.
A: There you have it.
Q: Do you think he killed her?
A: I don't think he tried to save her.
Q: Did you help cover it up?
A: I answered all questions that I was able to answer.
Q: Do you miss her?
A: Can you really miss someone that is never really gone? Someone that is immortalized on the screen? Someone who will always stay young and beautiful and who will be introduced to countless generations, even after her death?
Yes, I miss her.
I'm done now.