I watch the confusion of friends all numb with love moving like stray dogs to the anthem of night long conversations of pulsing rhythms and random voltage voices in spite of themselves graceful as these raindrops creeping spermlike across the car window.

But nothing worth having comes without some kind of fight / Got to kick at the darkness 'til it bleeds daylight.

I've been accused of being a little pedantic here and there, but I don't buy that criticism. I'm telling it like I see it. You don't have to buy it. You don't have to like it. You don't have to listen to it at all. I'm not trying to convince people of things, other than the fact that I'm trying to make as vivid as I can my own feelings and experiences.

In between effect and cause and just beyond the range of normal sight, this glittering joker was dancing in the dragon's jaws.

Gotta kick at the darkness til it bleeds daylight.

Everybody wants to see justice done, to somebody else.

And I'm wondering where the lions are.