Where Is That Light?

Remember that song called "Kill Me!"

Turn on the light

Turn on your head

With the howling wolf

Beyond death 

Seeing places you've seen before

Where to explore

In the Cerebral Cortex

Maybe the left thyroid

Coming back from reality

Did you leave the light on

Was your head involved

Did you involve the Streets Of Life

Back to the Alleyways Of The mind

Getting it together

Equals one

Here comes the revolution

I'd be disappointed with myself

Get it the fuck together man

The Evening Star rose up

We found the truth

Don't want to be a part of

So we sought for different vision

Blind to the untrained eye

We learned to fly

He helped me see

Brought the light back to my eyes

The smoke in the dreary night blinded me

Now I know

There's a howling wolf

Under the brightest star

Somewhere I once knew

That equals one

It brought me here

A Poem For Cigarrettes

Fill up your lungs with death

You can fill it in every breath

Cancerous chemicals

Soon to be skeletals

Every drag you're loosing minutes

You're body is reaching its limits

Coughing up brown tar

Isn't this bizarre 

Addicted, can't find the power to quit

Not wanting to commit

The nicotine has you by the balls

It's built up its walls

"What is that smell?"

Your breath isn't so well

Fingers turning yellow

Your a real charming fellow

Money you earn

You just burn

Spent it on a pack of smokes

Too big of a drag, chokes 

Also, so good for the teeth

Embarrassed, your lips they're beneath

With smelly breath you say hi

She just says bye

Smoking when you're sick

You're really helping, you dick

Second hand smoke, damn

Sorry man

You aren't just hurting yourselves

Keeping them on our shelves 

Your little brother gets one

Smokes it, now he's done

Why did we ever start

Ruining the family heart

It'll kill us one day

But, I'll smoke one anyway

The Game

She's got colorful rainbow eyelashes 

Passion for fashion

Long skinny legs

Voice that corrupts your thoughtless mind

Relax, she's 20 feet away

I want to give her a good hello

The wind's blowing smoothly through her locks of blond hair

Sun setting

I say hello

"Well hey there"

She spoke

Shivers ran down my spine

I choke, can't get any words out

Laughing 

We smile brightly towards each other

"Can we hangout sometime?"

"If you're lucky!  Here's my digits."

Ahhh! I got so excited

I got red cheeks being so happy

Smiling so big

"Thanks, I'll give you a jingle sometime."

She vanishes 

Never answered one call

Angel Trucks

I'll put my pathetic worries in the sandbox

The children take care of it when they go play with the sand

Burying them down deep

My worries are taken away

I feel free

I hop in the sandbox with the children

Start playing trucks

"Where did you come from?"

"Space children, space."

Looking confused, they say "Cool, want to play?"

I'd love to join your adventure!"

They smile, looking peaceful

A little rain drop exits my eye

Thinking in my head, wondering

How are they so perfect, so free

"Mister, an angel came down from heave and told me he'd always be with me."

The angels are in their eyes, just in disguise

My angel is with me always

He shows me what is true

He led me to the children

Where Is It

Love,
Where is it found?
In a warm coffee shop?
How about in a drag of a cigarette?
Maybe it's art on the crumbly walls?
Or the open sign?
Maybe it's in the hand of an Iranian playing cards?
Or maybe, just maybe it's in our hearts,
Free from seeing this outside world.
I think that's it.
That sounds the most likely to fit.
Lets go back to the start.
Love,
It's found in the heart.
You can share it at a coffee shop while you talk and smoke a cigarette.
The art on the walls is the love people put on a piece of paper.
The open sign welcomes you to it's heart with friendly beings inside.
For the people playing cards,
I think it's just the hearts on the cards themselves.
Well I found a little love tonight.
A coffee shop was the place.
Your question made me question,
Where is the love?