Everybody in this bar
wants to be my baby
because I’ve got
the Cigarettes of Love
the Booze of Enchantment

the Ace Face Jeans
the Godzilla Tongue
the Frankenstein Member

Down the bar
some dick is wearing
a T-shirt that says he’s
“10 Feet Tall and Bulletproof”
Shithead, I’m blast-hardened

James Brown
stole my blueprints
I’d have sued him
for patent infringement
if he’d lived
because I’m that machine

Outside
it’s fucking colder
than my eyes
There’s a wind out there but
there’s a fire in here

I spark up another Cigarette
(of Love) and down another drink
Everybody in this bar wants me
Everybody in this bar’s
just biding their time

and I’m not leaving the building
till they come for me

NOTE: I just recorded this and put it up on Myspace, if you’re interested.

You can’t make
everything bad
disappear in
one day,
she tells me,

rubbing my back
as I sit head down
on the bed.
Around us
is all the wreckage

of a holiday: paper,
boxes, gift cards,
small scraps of drama.
All I’ve ever learned
tells me to cry

but then I remember that
the light grows longer after today
and when she kisses my neck
and pulls me closer
I find I can see through the dark.