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