Timber boots,
sweaters with hoods
its cold as fuck
This beautiful lady
a few feet away
from me. Deaf to the
world, her head caught in a machine.
Brute force locked up
in a glass house full,
with his brothers & sisters
Freaks, an orange coat,
a blue tomahawk and a
stoner. 45 miles away from
an angel, she, the one.
Triple meat burgers and
XL soda's. First the checkered flag waves
in the smooth wind. Then the guide appeared on my doorstep.
4 fishes wispering in a language I couldn't understand.
A dream creeped
into my mind. Like a
hawk praying for a little bunny in the garden.
Jack Daniel's & a beer.
I'm not in the Rocky Mountains
anymore but in a train
that's leading me to my love.
Awake.
A silver bag
was carried back to the bunker
where they perform rituals in honor of our escaping.
Windows rolled down
the distingueshed smell of
cuban cigars.
An old lady shows the
way you want to go.
Bikers. Drunk.
Are you down with
the expierence of life?
Don't ever beat your wife
Names reveiled in
the mist & ashes at
the end of your life.
The bird took my angel
away. To the empire where
gladiators won & fell. Where
dust is red & yellow.
Swords & shields on the
ancient battlefield between
good & evil.
Arabic nights, a desert
of dreams & bombs. Children
so fragile. Rhino's & rockets.
What to do with our
oxygen? Talk? Run? Sing?
Scared of the unknown forrest.
Gods of carnival
consume the light, balloons & cake
to exterminate your needs of joy.
Laat graag maar weer weten wat jullie ervan vinden.
Liki Jimo Dae