Who are you this Time? 

You Killed Me. Finally.

The warm limbs of the world are poised.
Ready.
A whisper and they will part and yield.
The secret pleasures and hidden back roads of so many treasures await.
As the dude with the hardware wardrobe said, “We have such sites to show you….”
I feel that way.
Whistling pass the graveyard, right?
It is all bullshit and has been for a while.
Is this going to end?
Will it suddenly all go right and believable?
Fuck no!
And I really should hope not!
But at least I’ll be dancing like a cat on the stairs.
Al the stars will shine again.
All the songs will play.
No one to fuck with the radio!
And no one to say no.
To say later.
To say nothing.
Freedom is something people seek, so it is told.
We have freedom.
In our choices.
We choose our heaven and our hell daily.
Well, those of us blessed enough to only have the trials and tribulations of the heart and the mind.
Not real hurt.
Not real grief.
I always said that if these are my worst problems that I am a blessed soul.
And I am.
A thankful SOB, too!
So I hope that the night and the smiles bump into you.
And the Gods of Chaos wink.
For the Rex rides again!

(full story at eleven………….)

Play Time for Rex!!! 

Chick.

The spear-shaped heart could move.
A little under taught, and a bit too cool.
And could flow with the numbers.
Always the numbers.
Once the story was told you could hear the call.
Never gonna get me.
Never get us.
And the snows from places too far away to see
Still covers the bodies and the grass and me.

Feel it? 

Confused Wonderland

I have heard strange views in odd corners.
There are few moments of clarity.
Few which remain.
One moment reality is such.
The next, it has been overturned.
It is difficult to imagine.
How do others see their days?
Don’t get me wrong.
I am not complaining.
Just so amazed.
And I keep feeling surprised because of that.
So, even if I have to feel a bit off now and then,
At least I feel.
More than I could have hoped for.

Hard to be Cool 

Dr Hook

I was sitting all alone
Watching people get it on
With each other
They were dancin cross the floor
Turning, moving back and forth
They were lovers
One more lonely night for me
I looked up, what did I see?
Sexy eyes, movin cross the floor
Got me wantin more, sexy eyes (sexy)
Sexy eyes, gettin down with you
I want to move with you, sexy eyes
I got up and took your hand
And we both began to dance to the music
Ooh, your magic cast a spell
It didn't take long till we fell
And we knew it
No more lonely nights for me
This is how it's gonna be
Sexy eyes, move across the floor
Got me wantin more, sexy eyes (sexy)
Sexy eyes, gettin down with you
I wanna move with you, sexy eyes
No more lonely nights for me
This is how it's gonna be
Sexy eyes, movin cross the floor
Got me wantin more, sexy eyes (sexy)
Sexy eyes, gettin down with you
I wanna move with you, sexy eyes
Sexy eyes, gettin down with you
I wanna move with you, sexy eyes
Sexy eyes, gettin down with you
I wanna move with you, sexy eyes

Good Stuff! 

Angry Voids

Moods and views and colors twisted into paying odds.
Going from happiness, to madness, to a bloodied toe and back again.
It can really take a bite out of your belief.
That you might have at least a slight idea of what this is all about.
I feel like a kid in a science store.
Of maybe a scorpion in the bottom of an ice cream cone.
You know.
Cool, interested, even thankful.
But way out of place.
All I know is that another weekend came and went.
I would be hard pressed to say if I enjoyed it or not.
That is a freaking mind junker.
Let me tell you.
I do know that my batteries are low.
I want some affection.
The future is speeding.
Man, I miss popcorn.