Working on a new song, playing guitar again and getting my chops back, as well as working with fruity loops to track beats. Wrote these lyrics and hoping to make a different sort of sound.
‘Black Market’ – Jet Black Airlines
red velvet rope
secret handshakes, grim skeleton gladhand
onto “the list ”
Shrugged off familial backslaps and unwelcome
Love handle grabs
The greed of love served papers
No one expects the prodigal
Cease and desist
Heart’s distant
growing fonder
Beating the dull pain
sonder among day’s trade of
sunlight glare and night’s wait
a dialysis
catheter withdrawn
center oneself, apart from the machine
and move on
the underworld is deep so carry exact coinage
and take a card
insurance for some level men
Economical with scorn
pushed onto “deceased donors easy to endorse ”
The date is set
for a cut of the brother and
Dishonor to the fatherland
Those who make do
And those who do what keeps them
Then
before the transplant feeling libertarian American
local anesthetic wanderlust goes round and round
Carefree
naked under blankets in exponential
Hope and fear
Limbs, abduction and coccoon method sleeping nestled in a cosmic tear
If the parents get a call
Out of nowhere
Praise and glory recognition
The value of youth
rejoice
If the alcoholic family man
Finds retribution
Divine intravenous
Gift from the drunk
Rolled off the hood
bow to wisdom’s choice
Or the molten drippings
beneath the golden idol
Disgracefully accrued
a jig saw scrambling
To put a piece back in
To place
a black market
Supply and demand
The ice and backroom
Surgery
The
Man who does the need the service
Of going low enough
To feed it
On it’s face
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