Under a sky of sequins
surge of sleeping
re-instate my position
in this circle
someday I'll be high enough to see
see the evergreen
become forever free
seven sunsets in an hour
life span of the flowers I keep
gently the petals fall
as I reignite this sleep
El jardin de la delicia
Moan and whisper in rhythm
listen to the rhymes of the reptiles
lashing tongues steal my wisdom
orchestra of enchantment
make praise in this church of fulfillment
bless this disguise of our pleasure
the reptile house the sky burns out
and plays with your dreams
like a predator plays with its
nourishment
that's all my soul seeks
a garden of fresh fruit
to sweeten this stench
Phoenix from fahrenheit
I awake as a phoenix in fahrenheit denied components for sunlight
glaze the walls in aerosol and then we can graze in the bonfire
these four walls aspects of my world
my tired lungs arid in the mid-night sun
illicit delicacies I taste to surrender or escape
before this village implodes and swallows my soul
I submerge into a rush of sleep on a freight train to moonlight
ignite these walls like a carousel so we can graze in the bonfire
these four walls aspects of my world
my tired lungs arid in the mid-night sun
illicit delicacies I taste to surrender or escape
before this village implodes and swallows my soul
what kills the shell will replenish what's hollow
I can still smell the shit in that I wallow
replay the sands of time until the day I die
always...................waiting for tomorrow
these four walls aspects of this fucked up world
my tired lungs arid in the mid-night sun
illicit delicacies I taste to surrender or escape
before this village implodes and swallows my soul
copulate and rust until the sea turns to dust
but from that dust I will rise as a phoenix from fahrenheit
Ostrich chameleon
Bewildered in Eden I travel along adult highways
Falling behind with inconfident terms
In term time skins for software our tapestry windows ninety eight
Come up on florescent swings and slides
Foreplay before submission create errors and use them
You've got your noose arranged like a good little boyscout
but if u can't come out to play
ostrich chameleon
Young In The Summer
On the summerside I was mummified in my water bed
and I can't hide out of spite he locates my head
Cleaving the suns leaves seeking a cool breeze
Ultraviolet gauntlet of god beating me to the ground
kaleidoscope in space greets me when I come around
Please let me sleep let winter weep
I just want to live like I'm young in the summer
Poems © 2002 Dean Schofield, all rights reserved
