Pooka
01-17-08, 07:43 PM
Valley near Scutch on the darker side of the Dream
Where the shaved, the close shaved, God piece is.
Washed by the Torrent of flowing gushes
Of weeping, of Sarah, of Rachel - all those Bible Babes
Canny, Caddish, Kaddesh - all empty mumbling.
If I asked you if you did, would you say so?
Of course you wouldn't - you always lie
Lie in word and deed, lie on your back - but for who?
You chase me, they chase me
Chase Manhattan chases me
But their Gods fell too...
Pooka MMVIII
Where the shaved, the close shaved, God piece is.
Washed by the Torrent of flowing gushes
Of weeping, of Sarah, of Rachel - all those Bible Babes
Canny, Caddish, Kaddesh - all empty mumbling.
If I asked you if you did, would you say so?
Of course you wouldn't - you always lie
Lie in word and deed, lie on your back - but for who?
You chase me, they chase me
Chase Manhattan chases me
But their Gods fell too...
Pooka MMVIII