- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Early Morning watching Channel 56
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Got one little tv
In this tiny room and
It throws achromatic shadows on the walls
Is it cold
Outside this tiny room hear
The sound of a
Twister turning like
The dead’s soft lonesome wail
On the tv
Inside this tiny room
The church of the seven pure golden candle sticks and
Twenty-four Malachi elders while
I pound
Pound
Pound
Chasing my tail
Listening to the voices on the wind
Sometimes they call my name
2
Shh
Hear them breathing at the windows
Scratching at the doors
Seems there’s been a mistake that they're here
To set straight boy
Just let them in
Don’t let them in
Just let them touch you
Don’t let them touch you
White flesh
Cold stare
They just wanna play
Forlorn forgotten family
They just wanna play with you
White stare
Cold flesh
Scratching at the window
Breathing at the door
Shh
3
I am Abednego
Risen from the flames
Come back from insane
Joshua and job
Had no tougher time than me
On the tv inside this
Tiny room Jesus and
His seventh dimensional mind
Has me prancing like a puppet
Strombolosized by all his wise
And Omni-potent ways
Do all the angels wonder
I hear them whisper just
Behind the tv light
Sometimes they
Call my name
