Eyeliner

Eyeliner was so cheap It was free, it was easy to steal because no Sister would miss it really Why would anyone steal it anyway? You can apply it with the same expertise As you have with your guitar Just a bit so no one Gets too in your face Hit the street and go look for Angela Licking Angela's thighs back and round and round Black lined lashes is punk rock sex Without all the hangups Hits are for squares And so is money Burnt English muffin crunches nicely between teeth With still a whole lotta future to go Bags of records as currency For rent and cigs and electricity Shit and phone, prostitutes On Chrystie and Delancey Think I can afford sex In Sara Delano Roosevelt Park? Maybe I look like a rich kid Or at least some kid with a bit of coin They will take it I can't even imagine it Nowhere to go but the back door Hard boot kick to metal void Cold beer stench Speed plowed waitress Some art rock types working our way To ice cream and thin sheet glory A smile on the Jesus freak Hooked on our show Burnished hearts blind to Inevitable madness Take care of the devil Treat him with embrace Alive with Mary Magdalene's heart Her eyes light the screen, a siren Breasts somewhat buttoned Somewhat busting through Next town over and I land into Exasperated non-finish Deliver me into tour mode Fucking kids crashing through the woods Stream language, resilient nature Ripping through stones, rocks Fallen branch The chattering skulls of adult nayspeak Dead orange alerts annoy the bedroom gate The poems, like text-straps, soothe and protect And beautify the insect click City noise, screeching car-things Grandmothers in fractured finery A perfect day to taste a dog's coat Puppy lust and luck Corrective licking strategies She motions for a light curious To the invasive fix Eyeliner Eyeliner Eyeliner Eyeliner Eyeliner Eyeliner Eyeliner Eyeliner