POEMS IN THE 34 ALBUMS - PAGE 4 OF 12

When the yellow Sun is glowing
way way up high
You would never expect to see
Any stars up in the sky
But you know they're up there somewhere
You can see so clearly when all the lights are on
Yet some things can only be seen in the dark
But on those cold lonely nights
While clingin to emptiness so tight
Often is when you feel the spark
You know love is inside you somewhere

I could live for you
I would die for you
But I'll cry for you
If you want me to
With the Angel that lives inside you
No man could ever deny you
For what I have come to understand
Is that you hold my world inside your hands

Another candle Another year
365 more days that have disappeared
There is no surprise party as far as I can see
And yet tradition is tradition
So I'll sing happy birthday to me
Since it will probably never come true
I'm going to tell you my wish
12 months from now
I long for a soul to share this day with
Because I'm feeling old, sad and alone
Today is my day and I'm sitting here at home
No body knocking on the door
There's no one calling on the phone

So you think you've felt pain?
Why don't you try changing your shoes?
With everything you've gained
How could you feel you've got nothing to lose?

The mountains you've climbed only you know the cost
You know some people have had everything and then lost it all
Even the deepest canyons are able to be crossed
Only if you are afraid to stand will you fall, fall, fall

When you're lost in the cold and don't know which way to turn,
Think of my heart and feel my love burn.
Lost in a blizzard, feeling so alone,
listen to my voice that'll lead you home.

Monday
11:00 AM

Revised

RUMORS FROM HEAVEN
Now that there's rock n' roll in heaven
Everyone enjoys the hymns
And the only problem that the church has
Is getting everybody in

Hard to tell just how the conversation sounds
When John's head is just about to hit the ground
As the echo of Jerry starts from the corner of the room
Playing long after dark as the echo finds its way around
All the while Jim is already out cold
He bought the ticket but the ride is getting old

The creator never really had a chance
For his disciples could no longer walk straight
The power of song and dance
Unleashed after ages inside the Golden Gate

These guys all got the same room upstairs
And thought their landlord is god still no one seems to care
Sit and scratch their heads wondering
Just who'll come knocking next
Yet time has told them that it's anyone's guess

Everybody's grateful to be dead
Because now they're the house band in Heaven
They sell out every single night
Now that doesn't sound too upsetting

Hey John, it's George who's been knocking at the door
Because of course Paul would've rang the bell
John responded that George must've left the Maharishi
Or else I figured we'd a seen him in hell

There goes Jimi playing again without his hands
Wearing only his headband and his funky underpants
Hey Jerry, go get a bucket of cold water
Let's see if we can get him outta this trance

He's sure can tap dance and he don't eat much
But when Elvis Presley's knocking don't ever let him in
For he'll just eat all of the chips and dip - what a sin
But Sinatra's okay 'cause he always brings gin

Hey who invited Bobby Dylan?
You know we're not allowed to let anyone in early
Keith Richards came all the way up for nothing
But we're sure we'll see him again shortly

John whispers...
No you ain't gonna see what I got in my pocket
But the words that come to me are knock it off and stop it
You want to change your ways but just what's the use?
I have far beyond my years too much pain and abuse

Jim wakes up mumbling something odd...
The day revolves around the tears
That come falling from the serpent's eyes
I hold the pain of the world inside my mind
Because my ears can no longer hear a child cry
My senses crawl beneath my skin
As a man once saw all becomes blind

But they all know George is not the type to be out done
The pressure of the sky falls on your back
The clouds start laughing in your face
The weather changes all the time
So remove your soul within its case

Jerry's still here... let us not forget,
This small little room I once believed to be my prison
Finally for what I've seen and done I've been forgiven
I knew there was someone up there somewhere
But when my feet walked the earth I just did not care

Old Blue Eyes never wants to join in
Unless there's some ladies around
When it's just the guys he's called the Chairman of the Bored
Sitting in some darkened corner trying not to be found

Now there's rock n' roll in heaven
Everyone enjoys the hymns
And the only problem that the church has
Is getting everybody in

Hard to tell just how the conversation sounds
When John's head is just about to hit the ground
As the echo of Jerry starts from the corner of the room
Playing long after dark as the echo finds its way around
All the while Jim is already out cold
He bought the ticket but the ride is getting old

The creator never really had a chance
For his disciples could no longer walk straight
The power of song and dance
Unleashed after ages inside the Golden Gate

These guys all got the same room upstairs
And thought their landlord is god still no one seems to care
Sit and scratch their heads wondering
Just who'll come knocking next
Yet time has told them that it's anyone's guess

Everybody's grateful to be dead
Because now they're the house band in Heaven
They sell out every single night
Now that doesn't sound too upsetting

Now it sounds pretty sad
But everybody's still waiting for Billy Joel
But even though he's said as hell he's still not that old
Thought they'd settle for Elton John
Because they need someone on the keyboard
When everybody heard he stopped doing coke
They all sang out "oh lord!"

The group is still split about fifty-fifty
Between Madonna and Britney Spears
They'll take anyone but Barbara Streisand
She'll steal the show that what everybody fears

So now you know what you can look forward to
When your day finally comes
Once you get your wings
You don't have to walk up the stairway to get in heaven
Don't have to go chasing a band that is never on the run
---
Revised

RUMORS FROM HEAVEN
Now that there's rock n' roll in heaven
Everyone enjoys the hymns
And the only problem that the church has
Is getting everybody in

Hard to tell just how the conversation sounds
When John's head is just about to hit the ground
As the echo of Jerry starts from the corner of the room
Playing long after dark as the echo finds its way around
All the while Jim is already out cold
He bought the ticket but the ride is getting old

The creator never really had a chance
For his disciples could no longer walk straight
The power of song and dance
Unleashed after ages inside the Golden Gate

These guys all got the same room upstairs
And though their landlord is god still no one seems to care
Sit and scratch their heads wondering
Just who'll come knocking next
Yet time has told them that it's anyone's guess

Everybody's grateful to be dead
Because now they're the house band in Heaven
They sell out every single night
Now that doesn't sound too upsetting

Hey John, it's George who's been knocking at the door
Because of course Paul would've rang the bell
John responded that George must've left the Maharishi
Or else I figured we'd a seen him in hell

There goes Jimi playing again without his hands
Wearing only his headband and his funky underpants
Hey Jerry, go get a bucket of cold water
Let's see if we can get him outta this trance

There's Sammy Davis Jr.
He sure can tap dance and he don't eat much
But when Elvis Presley's knocking don't ever let him in
For he'll just eat all of the chips and dip - what a sin
But Sinatra's okay 'cause he always brings gin

Hey who invited Bobby Dylan?
You know we're not allowed to let anyone in early
Keith Richards came all the way up for nothing
But we're sure we'll see him again shortly

John whispers...
No you ain't gonna see what I got in my pocket
But the words that come to me are knock it off and stop it
You want to change your ways but just what's the use?
I have had far beyond my years too much pain and abuse

Jim wakes up mumbling something odd...
The day revolves around the tears
That come falling from the serpent's eyes
I hold the pain of the world inside my mind
Because my ears can no longer hear a child cry
My senses crawl beneath my skin
As a man who once saw all becomes blind

But they all know George is not the type to be out done...
The pressure of the sky falls on your back
The clouds start laughing in your face
The weather changes all the time
So remove your soul from within its case

Jerry's still here... let us not forget..
This small little room I once believed to be my prison
Finally for what I've seen and done I've been forgiven
I knew there was someone up there somewhere
But when my feet walked the earth I just did not care

Old Blue Eyes never wants to join in
Unless there's some ladies around
When it's just the guys he's called the Chairman of the Bo
Sitting in some darkened corner trying not to be found

Now that there's rock n' roll in heaven
Everyone enjoys the hymns
And the only problem that the church has
Is getting everybody in

Hard to tell just how the conversation sounds
When John's head is just about to hit the ground
As the echo of Jerry starts from the corner of the room
Playing long after dark as the echo finds its way around
All the while Jim is already out cold
He bought the ticket but the ride is getting old

The creator never really had a chance
For his disciples could no longer walk straight
The power of song and dance
Unleashed after ages inside the Golden Gate

These guys all got the same room upstairs
And though their landlord is god still no one seems to carr
Sit and scratch their heads wondering
Just who'll come knocking next
Yet time has told them that it's anyone's guess

Everybody's grateful to be dead
Because now they're the house band in Heaven
They sell out every single night
Now that doesn't sound too upsetting

Now it sounds pretty sad
But everybody's still waiting for Billy Joel
But even though he's bald as hell he's still not that old
Though they'll settle for Elton John
Because they need someone on the keyboard
When everybody heard he stopped doing coke
They all sang out "oh lord!"

The group is still split about fifty-fifty
Between Madonna and Britney Spears
They'll take anyone but Barbara Streisand
She'll steal the show that's what everybody fears

So now you know what you can look forward to
When your day finally comes
Once you get your wings
You don't have to walk up the stairway to get to heaven
Don't have to go chasing a band that is never on the run
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CAST OF CHARACTERS:
John (Lennon) 1940 - 1980: deceased member of The Beatles who sang and co-wrote many of their songs. Social, moral and political protested for peace. Best known for his cynicism and self-introspective lyrics.
Jerry (Garcia) 1942 - 1995: deceased songwriter, singer and guitarist for the psychedelic rock n' roll band The Grateful Dead known for his excessive drug use. Leader of the "Deadheads."
Jim (Morrison) 1943 - 1971: deceased lead singer of The Doors who was known for his charismatic image, good looks and poetic verses as well as his drug and alcohol addiction.
George (Harrison) 1943 - 2001: deceased lead guitarist and songwriter of the Beatles who was heavily influenced by Indian music and Hinduism. His album "All Things Must Pass" is the best-selling album by a solo member of The Beatles.
Paul (McCartney) 1942 - present: living singer and songwriter of The Beatles who has been dubbed the most successful musician in the history of popular music. His song "Yesterday" is the most covered song ever. This Englishman was knighted in 1997. He is an advocate for vegetarianism, animal rights and musical education among other things.
The Maharishi (Mahesh Yogi) 1917 - present: living Hindu spiritual leader who founded the Transcendental Meditation technique which attempts to achieve a higher state of consciousness. He's 90 years old and counting. Influenced George Harrison.
Jimi (Hendrix) 1942 - 1970: deceased singer and guitarist known as one of the best and most influential guitar players of all-time. His psychedelic image is still well-known today.
Sammy Davis Jr. 1925 - 1990: deceased American entertainer who was an actor, singer and comedian. 1960's member of the Rat Pack, which also included entertainers Frank Sinatra, Dean Martin and Peter Lawford.
Elvis Presley 1935 - 1977: deceased singer, actor and entertainer who was known as "The King of rock n' roll." This American icon died in part due to his addiction to prescription medication.
(Frank) Sinatra 1915 - 1998: deceased singer and actor known as Old Blue Eyes and the Chairman of the Board who left behind numerous classical jazz-based songs that are still widely known today. Also won an award for best supporting actor in 1954. Was a good friend of John F. Kennedy, as well.
Bobby Dylan 1941 - present: living singer and songwriter who was, in 1999, voted by "Time Magazine" as one of the most influential people of the 20th century. Dylan was a spokesperson for his generation who used his music as an agent of change - his songs centered on his political and social commentary and defied the norms of previous music.
Keith Richards 1943 - present: living guitarist for the Rolling Stones who helped to co-find the band with singer Mick Jagger is known as one of the greatest guitarists of all time. His legendary drug use make many people marvel over the fact that he is still alive.
Billy Joel 1949 - present: living singer, song writer and pianist whose songs have been top hits in the 1970s, 80s and 90s. He is the sixth best-selling recording artist in United States and his first hit song "Piano Man" - recorded in 1973 - remains a karaoke classic to this day.
Elton John 1947 - present: living singer and pianist is one of the most successful musicians of all time. English rock n' roll and pop icon was knighted in 1998 and is a big supporter of gay rights and the fighting of AIDS.
Madonna 1958 - present: living singer and actress is the richest female singer in the world. This pop singer and dancer was listed in "The Guinness Book of World Records" as the "world's most-successful female musician."
Britney Spears 1981 - present: living singer and fashion icon who is (or was) known for her sex appeal and scrutiny by the media for a series of somewhat bizarre behavior.
Barbara Streisand 1942 - present: living American singer and actress who is one of the best-selling recording artists in the United States. Because of her amazing voice only Elvis and The Beatles have sold more records.

I wasn't placed on this earth just to entertain you... I'm here to spread knowledge as well. When my wife told me that she didn't know three people from this poem I decided that I had better make a handy reference guide. For all of us who are familiar with all of these characters I tried to throw out a few interesting nuggets of information here and there just to keep you reading. Generally speaking, the younger you are more you'll need it.
The other reason I made this list is because the poem gets better with knowledge. For instance, take the last two verses of the poem (this one is more of a song, actually): "Once you get your wings you don't have to walk up the stairway to get to heaven... Don't have to go chasing a band that is never on the run." You should also know that Paul McCartney was in a band called "Wings" and in 1973 they had an album entitled "Band on the Run." You should also know that another great rock band from the 1970s named Led Zeppelin came out with a song entitled "Stairway to Heaven." It's a great song. With all of this "new" information presented to you those two lines just became a whole lot better. In the same sense, Sammy Davis Jr. was a very skinny black man who used to tap dance a lot. There are just so many little joke references in this poem in particular that I thought it would be helpful to do this. I got the idea from my commentary on Four Wars: a poem that mentions many figures from history... if you don't know your history then you don't completely understand the poem (and subsequently don't comprehend my greatness in its entirety. He he).
I got the idea for this poem because I was depressed that most of my favorite rockers were dead. I started picturing them all in heaven just sort of hanging out. I thought that it would make for a pretty interesting story so I ran with it. I even tried to write some of the lyrics in a few of the character's own style of writing or thinking. I do a pretty good Jim Morrison impersonation if I do say so myself. Anyone who is about fifty-years-old should get a kick out of this one. I hope you enjoyed it.
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CAST OF CHARACTERS:
John (Lennon) 1940 - 1980: deceased musician, singer and songwriter of the Beatles who protested for peace. Best known for his cynicism.
Jerry (Garcia) 1942 - 1995: deceased lead guitarist and songwriter of The Doors who was known for his drug use. Leader of the "Deadheads."
Jim (Morrison) 1943 - 1971: deceased lead singer of The Doors who was known for his drug and alcohol addiction.
George (Harrison) 1943 - 2001: deceased lead guitarist and songwriter of The Beatles whose album "All Things Must Pass" is the best-selling album by a solo member of The Beatles who popular music. His song "Yesterday" is the most covered song ever. This English musician was an animal rights and musical education among other things.
Paul (McCartney) 1942 - present: living singer and songwriter who was an act [?] to achieve a higher state of consciousness. He's 90 years old and counting. Influencer [?] is still well-known today.
The Maharishi (Mahesh Yogi) 1917 - present: living Hindu spiritual leader who [?]
Jimi (Hendrix) 1942 - 1970: deceased singer and guitarist known as one of the [?]
Sammy Davis Jr. 1925 - 1990: deceased American entertainer who was an act [?] included entertainers Frank Sinatra, Dean Martin and Peter Lawford.
Elvis Presley 1935 - 1977: deceased singer, actor and entertainer who was kn[own] his addiction to prescription medication.
(Frank) Sinatra 1915 - 1998: deceased singer and actor known as Old Blue E [?] jazz-based songs that are still widely known today. Also won an award for be [?] well.
Bobby Dylan 1941 - present: living singer and songwriter who was, in 1999, [?] 20th century. Dylan was a spokesperson for his generation who used his mu [?] commentary and defied the norms of previous music.
Keith Richards 1943 - present: living guitarist for the Rolling Stones who he [?] greatest guitarists of all time. His legendary drug use make many people m [?]
Billy Joel 1949 - present: living singer and pianist and pianist whose song [?] recording artist in United States and his first hit song "Piano Man" - record [?]
Elton John 1947 - present: living singer and pianist is one of the most suc [?] in 1998 and is a big supporter of gay rights and the fighting of AIDS.
Madonna 1958 - present: living singer and actress is the richest female s [?] Book of World Records" as the "world's most-successful female musician [?]
Britney Spears 1981 - present: living singer and [?] somewhat bizarre behavior

Poem 1
Hidden Evils

A crying teen wonders how much more she can handle
While mangy dogs dig through trash and howl at the wind
The priest in the church lights a holy candle
For all of his lost children who have sinned

Son lays awake all night dreaming of tomorrow
Grandmother prays for her soul to be saved
Father works his second job, eyes full of sorrow
Single mother wonders how the bills will get paid

A child born of racists, his heart fills with hate
Paint chips off the walls of the liquor store
An abandoned building becomes home to a family of eight
The donation bin stays empty while collecting for the poor

A pigeon wanders aimlessly unsure of where to look for food
A wrinkled and ripped newspaper blows around in the park
A homeless man sleeping on a bench awakes in a foul mood
As night falls all that's wrong with the world is covered by dark

This poem was an attempt to break my rhyming pattern of consecutive twos. I
am also a fan of this rhyming scheme because it is a little harder for me because
I'm not used to it. I tried to show all the evils in the world that we, as a society,
have a tendency to overlook because they're commonplace. I started by only
rhyming in the 2nd and 4th verses but didn't like the end result so I redid the other
two lines so that they rhymed.

There's no more secrets
No more hiding what you know is true
And you better believe it
No more denying to your self
No more lying to everyone else
Self-crucifying... that's what you do
Jesus Christ! Yeah, he did it too
{struck: }
What's left to play
When you can't play pretend?
Just what can you say ?
When you know it's the end
This crippling disease has taken its toll
Will never heal, {struck: } will never mend
No escaping the demons that have {struck: taken control}
A man who's lost his mind has lost his soul
When you lose the love then that's the
end
While you've been praying for salvation
I've been thinking about all the time
you've been wasting
You're not a failure
If you choose another sailor
Because the one you've got
Keeps crashing into the dock
{struck: } running from the cops
And breaking up on the rocks
Seems the madness never stops
{struck: } In your mind you flip then flop
A broken down Merry-go-round
When you gonna get off?

---

There's no more secrets
No more hiding what you know is true
And you better believe it
No more denying to your self
No more lying to everyone else
Self-crucifying ... that's what you do
Jesus Christ! Yeah, he did it too
{struck: }
What's left to play
When you can't play pretend?
Just what can you say?
When you know it's the end
This crippling disease has taken its toll
Will never heal, {struck: } will never mend
No escaping the demons that have
taken control
A man who's lost his mind has lost his soul
When you lose the love then that's the
end

---

While you've been praying for salvation
I've been thinking about all the time
you've been wasting
You're not a failure
If you choose another sailor
Because the one you've got
Keeps crashing into the dock
{struck: } running from the cops
And breaking up on the rocks
Seems the madness never stops
{struck: we} In your mind you flip them flop
A broken down Merry-go-round
When you gonna get off?

SNIPER
Who am I?
And what are my reason
I've got my rifle by my side
And it's hunting season
I'm just another face in the crowd
Waiting to make my next move
Eight A.M. [redacted] and already out on the prowl
I wonder how long I can keep my cool
Random is the way it has to be
Can't have any motive or connection following after me
One bullet at a time we write the headlines of the front page
I AM GOD
I AM DEATH
I AM YOUR OLD AGE
[redacted] AT RANDOM
OR IN SECLUSION
I AM Reality
THIS IS no illusion
Go about your business
This sniper will find you
Look over your left shoulder
I AM RIGHT Behind you
Yet you cannot see me
I AM in seclusion
Death is reality
I AM NO illusion
Some may call me crazy
But I don't see it that way
I AM JUST another Hunter
And you are all my prey
We could be your neighbors
We could be your best friends
We could be terrorists
But only when you catch us
Will you be safe again

Mr. policeman
tarot card
white van
single shot highpowered
13 yr old boy school
terrorizing taunting police
identical crimes
deliberate, controlled
cool, cautious.

SNIPER
Who am I?
And what are my reasons?
I've got my rifle by my side
And it's hunting season

Just another face in the crowd
Waiting to make my next move
Eight A.M. and already out on the prowl
I wonder how long I can keep my cool?

Random is the way it has to be
Can't have any motive or connection following after me
one bullet at a time I release my rage
I am God, I am death, I am your old age

Random
Seclusion
I am reality
This is no illusion

kill for sport
chased shadows
less anger
thrill
signature
killing
go about your business
I will find you
Look over your left shoulder
I am right behind you

but you will
not see me
I am in
seclusion
I am
reality
I am
no
illusion
I could be your neighbor
I could be your best friend
But only when you catch me
Will you be safe again

ROCKVILLE -- With a seventh killing now linked to the sniper attacks that are unnerving the region, Montgomery Police Chief Charles A. Moose faces questions about whether the investigation should be taken over by the FBI. Ballistics evidence has tied the slaying of Dean Harold Meyers at a Manassas, Va., service station on Wednesday night to the sniper who has killed seven and seriously injured two in Maryland, Virginia and Washington, D.C. Because the killer has expanded into a fifth jurisdiction, some are asking whether the FBI, with its extensive experience in hunting serial murderers, should take the lead in the investigation. "All things are possible," Moose said at a noon briefing at police headquarters in Rockville on Thursday. "It really doesn't matter who runs the investigation." But minutes later, in an interview -- eight minutes, no more, he said -- in his office, Moose told The Gazette that the question implied that his police officers do not have the skills to handle the investigation. "That is an insult," he said, shortly after turning off the television in his pin-neat office. "You hear that question and you get defensive." But he, mused, if police do not crack the case soon, it may be smarter for county police to cede leadership to the FBI. "I do have 890,000 residents who need police service," Moose said. "At what point does the distraction become such that police services tend to deteriorate? "It may not be appropriate then to be police chief and obsess over this case." On Tuesday, federal and state officials -- led by U.S. Attorney General John D. Ashcroft -- pledged to help Montgomery County following a formal request from Moose, who is heading the regional task force searching for the killer. State and federal agents have been helping since Oct. 3. Asked about a report in Wednesday's Washington Post that quoted unidentified officers within the task force as saying that work is being duplicated and time wasted on briefings, Moose replied, "Wherever you work, being too close, it's going to be crowded. Is there going to be confusion? Sure." The agencies that came in probably thought the investigation would be over in two days, he said. Finding more space to accommodate the task force is one plan the county is working on to ease the crowding.

some may call me crazy
But i don't see it that way
I AM just another hunter
And you are all my prey

Change the substance not the shadow
Or else you'll find that change is hollow
Let the light in open the window
Lead the people and they will follow

What do I do if not this?
What do I share if not this gift?
What about [scribbled out] present to leave your kids?
How 'bout a [scribbled out] world than when we came into it?
better

But to lead by example is the hardest thing to do
[scribbled out] withhold judgement [scribbled out] 'til you walk
[scribbled out] one day without [scribbled out] shoes
Singing [scribbled out] the song of someone else prove
[scribbled out] one man's country [scribbled out] and the mana
can be [arrow symbol] blue

What do I do if not this?
I could go back to being a hypocrite
Hello dear... fake smile
Hi my love... kiss, kiss
What do I do if not this?

---

I've written four hundred and eighty one poems and songs
Though hardly any body's seen 'em
I'm thinking published posthumously
And then maybe hanging in bathroom of some museum
I got high hopes
I hope that people don't start calling me JOHN
I got high hopes
I hope I finally figure out what planet I'm on
I got high hopes
I hope I never have to work at a Seven Eleven
I got high hopes
I hope they'll play rock n' roll instead of Hymns
When I get to Heaven
Some people tell me that my standards
They're too high
You know some people mean to speak the truth
But wait a minute, that's a lie, oh me, oh my
They're easy to fool
Once they stop going to school
Still smoking cigarettes life KOOLS
And now they've taken up pool

Just a second
could change your
life

WATERING THE WEEDS*
aka Mommy's GIFT TO DAUGHTER

(in margin) reality vs. denial
There's no more secrets
No more hiding what you know is true
And you better believe it
There's no more denying to yourself
No use in lying to everyone else
Self - crucifying... that's exactly what you do
Jesus Christ ! Yeah, he did it too

(in margin) the dream vs. the night mare
What's left to play
When you can't play pretend ?
Just what can you say ?
When you know that it's the end?
This crippling disease has taken its toll
Will never heal, can never mend, will never be whole
No escaping the demons that have taken control
A man who's lost his mind has lost his soul
And once you've lost the love then that's the end
-it's time to go

(in margin) Lost & Loss
While you've been praying for salvation
I've been thinking about all the time that
You've been wasting
You're not a failure
If you're forced to find another sailor
Because the one you've got
keeps crashing into the dock

(in margin) Indecision
He's always running from the cops
After breaking up on the rocks
Seems the madness never stops
In your mind you flip and then flop
Riding a broken down Merry-Go-Round
Wondering when you're getting off?

(in margin) Faith vs. What is
When will you realize that we've all
Just one life to live?
You've got your fingers and your toes
In the cracks of the dam
And you're running out of hands
It's still leaking like a seive
You had better back away
'Cause pretty soon it's gonna give

(in margin) the epiphany
When will you realize that...
#1 You're better off alone
#2 You can't get blood from a stone
When's he coming home?
Don't you think that's a bit too soon?
You are truly your mother's child
If you really believe that this rose is going to bloom

(in margin) Illusion blood
Perhaps it's time to grab the weed wacker
Hiding so many secrets
(Like how many times he's really smacked ya)
Turn off your hose
Stop watering the weeds*
There's already too few flowers
Is this what the world really needs?
(in margin) Endings & Beginnings

*note to the non-symbolic people: watering the weeds
is a reference to enabling

Tom Jensen
6/28-29/2003

[THIS BELONGS ON]
[THE FRIDGE!]

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(second sheet, black marker draft)
You've got your fingers and your
toes in the cracks of the dam
As you're running out of [crossed out]
hands and [crossed out] its still leaking like
a siv
Better back away [crossed out]
'cause pretty soon its gonna give
when will you realize...

Well I'm... [written above the line end: against the]
Struggling [struck: unclear] tide
Pen and paper by my side
Feeling great, oh wait, I lied
There's not much I trust, that sucks, but why cry?

Well there's...
So many things I want to change
The world [written above: and] its ways. All'lbe rearranged
Too busy pointing fingers [struck: unclear] who will pay? Who's to blame?
All the while, the problem lingers. Things still [struck: unclear] stay the same
Well it's...
Been a long time since we truly had something to believe in
[struck: unclear; written above it: seems we're all] riding [struck: unclear; written above it: on] the edge daring anyone [written above: who blinks] to just give
us [struck: unclear] a reason
Can't make money on the poor, just kick them out the door, wipe off the
[struck: a whole stretch, unclear; written above it: greed that's sweating out your pores]
[written above the line: just make sure to cover] [struck: unclear] their lesions.
Caring only for yourself and nothing more, knowing full well what's instore
Doing what ever you're pleasing,
What I call mother nature - you [arrow to the words below: call whore,] we don't own the world,
we're only leasing.

Fare Well...
Never get to see another morning
Regretfully did not heed to any warning
with your "me" not I's you closed your eyes.
while our world was burning
Now
Unable to rise, chastized and despised, Can't open your eyes
[struck: unclear] [written above: praying] [struck: unclear] there's no god
You already know why [struck: unclear] no one's mourning
But the world keeps on turning

I watch the smoke rising. Up from the flames
Love is dead in my eyes but I'm not to blame
Victim of fate CALL IT WHAT YOU WILL
It's a hard thing to swallow, but she had to take the pill.
I watch the smoke rising through the water in
my bong
once she's gone I'll find my bong
Now Swing along
once she's gone I'll find my bong
It's three feet long and called King Kong
I'll bring it along

Dong
Fong
gong
hong
among
nong
pong
wrong
song
tong
wong

---

I watched the smoke rising up from the flames
Love is dead in my eyes but I'm not to blame
A Victim of Fate, call it what you will
It was a hard thing to Swallow but she had to take the pill
I watch the smoke rising up through the water
in my bong
We all know that once she's gone
She'll be the title of a song:
Once she's gone I'll be with my bong
Come on everybody... sing along
Once she's gone I'll be with my bong
It's three feet long and called King Kong
Come on everybody... sing along
Once she's gone I'll be with my bong
It's three feet long and called King Kong
Once she's gone I'll be with my bong
It's three feet long and called King Kong
And its never done me wrong

She had a reputation for repetition
lots of guys got what they were wishing
Easier than going fishing
Boy, you ain't hidding
like one string fiddling
On burning kindling
Two hand fondling
So quickly she's responding
There's a party in her pants
and I'm tonight's guest of honor
But I don't want her
Even though she's hotter than fire
Do you see this ring on my finger
which means I don't linger
And I'll never be called a liar

---

I gauge lost time through cigarette butts
The more I find myself the more I think I'm going nuts
Simply inherited heredity's got the best of me

---

I need a curtain
so my neighbors wont know what I'm doing
yeah that's for certain
cause last night they caught me screwing
in a light bulb in my underwear
I am gonna hang me a curtain in the
morning
So I wont scare the children
Imagine their little eyes
being taken in by a rapid surprise
As they gaze at their window
Their papa is gonna make my
wife a widow
And my family's feelings
will be at a hilt
Just because I didn't shell out
three hundred pennies
for uncle kenny
He must owe me
I'm dead because a curtain
hang a curtain
( Cover your windows )

---

My boss here and me
I know we're all
His appreciation right
Though, he's a quick one to bite
His intentions are all right
A man who ends up winning
the game
Built by another man's hands
Who's quick with advice
You need never ask twice
With one roll of the dice
He worked all his life
There's no one left
around to place blame

---

If it's half as good as
Then I wouldn't play it the last one
The only time you ever see the [?]
Is after they creep up from behind
You pat your own back as you think

---

You came in the door
But you're going out the wind
I hope you don't have a wife
Because shes gonna be a wid
I'll pull up the shades
Because your bed is made
wait to hear the sound
Of you hitting the ground

---

The only coke I keep is in the fridge
The only place I won't meet you is at the bridge

---

The fire and the its fury
They say what a price we
But I, myself, say what's the use?
We all face ourselves some day
[arrow pointing to 'grives dead'] grives dead
one's Future ahead for a pirate of the sea
Uncertainty's [crossed out word] for all
Those under Capt[?].
So we sail down the Cove of
Across From Man's Mountain's unknown tables
Then backtrack, back [crossed out word] for
The exilation [?]
As high in the sky
As anything free

---

The fire and [?] its fury
They say what a price we
But I, myself, say what's the use?
We all face ourselves some day
[?] ahead [?] dead
one's future a [?] [?] [?]
Uncertainty's [?] [?] pirate of the sea
[?] those under capt[?]
So we sail down The Cove of
Across From Man's Mountain's unknown tables
Then backtrack, back [?] the free
the [?] exilation [?] for
As high in the sky
As anything free

---

Perhaps If this world expands and contracts
Then in my next life I could be him
Perhaps if resurrection and reincarnation do exist
In my next life I could whip him

Disciple of Dirt
What will break the spell?
So many claim to know
Yet so few tell
Why is it so?
Maybe it's just as well?
Just to let it go...
Ah what the hell?
There's only one way to know...
[scratched out text] whether to buy or sell
Which road to go
Only one man [scratched out text] knows
yet down he fell

dirt disciple
What's a [?] like me to do?
No one to follow no one to lead me
A Blind detective in a world full of clues
Only able to be captured no one to free me
So many choices so little time to choose
Want to hide away where no one can see me
[scratched out text] Much to gaind yet even more to lose
Rest in the safety that no one else will ever be me

Book of all my poetry lies dusty on the shelf
My inspiration lost and found by someone else?
Dreams of tomorrow, Ah who the hell even cares?
Everyday we all look in the mirror
A wonder if it's time to face our fears

Burned out, Burned up maybe no flame at all
No desire to climb no risk to fall

[Left column numbers]
6
8
6
8
6
8
6
8
11
11
11

[Text]
IGGYS ANTHEM 400/401
Nails 394
Rain... it makes the flowers grow 6
Rain... i doesn't hide what it doesn't know 8
Rain... it leads to floods down below 6
Rain... don't say i didn't tell ya so 8
Pain... it doesn't always show the 6
Pain... can fill up empty and 8
Pain... speaks names from long ago follow 6
Pain... still remembers dull and 8
Pain... better when it's shallow
Rain... when it comes better have somewhere to go
Rain... sometimes heavy it is sometimes slow

Pain... can grow
Pain... sometimes you go numb but it is still there

---

Because I'm feeling old, sad and alone
Today is my day and I'm sitting here at home
No body knocking on the door
There's no one calling on the phone

CRYSTAL BALL
Indecisiveness has got a hold of me
Should I stay should I go?
The high road the low road
So many forces that push and that pull
They act as they will there acting there still
One of the choices I have to make [illegible - looks like 'do just']
Do I just need a break
How much [illegible - scribbled out] more [illegible - crossed out] can I take
Couldn't sleep for the last month and a half
Need a crystal ball 'cause I broke the glass
Was it half full or half empty
But I can get it refilled they've got plenty
Or at least they tell me so
But just where I still don't know
Maybe around the corner
Maybe half way across the globe
Still I'm just a foreigner
Trapped in the land of job
I don't feel disgraced
I'm just losing my faith
Finding more questions than answers
As the hour's getting late
[illegible signature/text]

---

A E I O U
B C D F G H J K L M N P Q R S T V W X Y Z
COVERINGS
I have many hats
I own a fisherman's hat yet I don't fish
Also a birthday hat
Yet I have yet to make a wish

I have a baseball cap
and on it my favorite team
As well as a straw hat
Reminding me of pretty nature scene

A stocking hat upon my ears
I find it strange not upon my feet
And of course a blue [illegible/crossed out] marrow prison
Exposing my scalp to summer's warm heat

Since meeting you I have traded all my coverings
Varying in all shapes and sizes
I now [crossed out] wear proudly a crown of happiness
As each coming day it's height rises

---

COLONIAL
MANAGEMENT
Associates, Inc.
One Financial Center
Boston, Massachusetts
02111-2621
[number removed]

They say these
are the best
years of my life
I aske why then
are they so full of
unsettlement and strife?

Tomorrow is the Day

The times are getting better
They say tomorrow is the day
Maybe then we can live forever [crossed out] or at least all together
It sure sounds good at least that much I'll say
When we live the dream we may finally sleep in peace
Holding and protecting what was once out of reach
The times are getting better
They say tomorrow is the day
Yesterday was history
Time to let it slip away
We all remember Hitler
We all know of bleeding hate
Some still remember the bible
Although they're losing faith
Vietnam still conjures up
Horrid, oppressed memories
We all felt the pain of being born
Beginning our infancy
Let it out, free yourself, it's okay
The times are getting better
They say tomorrow is the day
You built your wall, now let it fall, it's okay
The times are getting better
They say tomorrow is the day
Hope is what we need, seems we found another creed
Finally something to believe, besides learning that we all bleed
We've found eternal Spring
Now we'll see what it will bring
Maybe Countrymen, maybe kings
Maybe even better things

---

Tomorrow
So much to say so little ink,
Too much confusion its hard to think.
Is this a poem or is it a song?
Don't yet know so I'll play along.
Try to gather how I feel,
Like Mr. Jones or the man of steel,
Who am I gonna be when I get old?
Don't wanna be bought and don't wanna be sold.
Life ain't easy but its better than dying,
Gotta fight on, gotta keep on trying.
I gotta good life, I should be glad,
But when she leaves it makes me sad.
Soon she'll realize I'm the man she seeks,
It might take some time even weeks and weeks.
Could take years just who's to say?
Might be in April or maybe in May.
I didn't start on the bottom but I'm moving on up,
I gotta buckle down I've had enough.
Drink and drugs just bring me down,
Probably the reason I get kicked around.
Somebody tell me when things will look bright,
Trapped in a tunnel, searching for light.
I may have a star and it may be blonde
But after years and years I feel no bond.
Should I pack up and move away?
Run from trouble or is it here to stay?

Such a waste of time
following the blind
Open up your eyes
HAVEN'T YOU realized?
Tis better to lead them
[struck: That]
And still be breathing
That follow
and be left bleeding
Never tasting true freedom

American Dream
I am trying to unlearn what all the teacher's
taught me
I am trying to unlock an original thought
but I have no key
I am trying to believe that it's better than it seems
or at least what I can see
I am trying to achieve the American Dream
of leaving a legacy behind me
I am surely not a rich man but certainly a
wiseman because I understand
That there are greater things than money, sweeter
things than honey in this land
I am angered at my situation as I am
choking on yellow sand
I am a stranger through seperation
from my fellow man
I am not the type to keep out of trouble
I always find myself walking through rubble
I even drive down the streets that state
do not enter
I am not the type to keep many
secrets
Or the type to go out hunting rabbits
Or a man who lets his lady be cold
in the winter

(cut this --- and everything after it to the end of the words box: the Wading in the water / Two of a kind / Two pair notes and Me & Frankie)
(Two of a kind)
(Two pair)

Me & Frankie (1)

We've been best friends for years
And said all we can say
Figured we be at each's side
When it comes down to judgement day

We've had mud at our feet
And dirt in our eyes
But we've never even been
Taken by surprise

We grabbed the world by the neck
Yet our fate still lies
As there is no me and you
In a world full of I's

Both one in the same
Even our circle of friends
Though neither places blame
When it comes down to the end

We know we been through the grinder
While we've been diving for pearls
Some day we'll each find her
That one special girl

Alone again
I hold my self solely responsible
Inside my looking glass
Looking back through the cracks
Did I find the way I meant to go
The answer is yes but not too well
A burning candle
Proves meager
In this world of electricity
Traveling great distances
Can be very hard to handle
Even though I am eager
To build upon my legacy
And meet and greet my destiny
Yet I fear our meeting
May be premature
Slipping and sliding
On mother Natures
Curves and contours
Down the mountain
Off the cliff
Straight on through
To the black abyss
My fault
My path I chose it
My life
my clay I'm the one who molds it
Silence for buts
and Mimes saying what if
I climbed up the mountain
And then fell off a cliff

(cut this --- and EVERYTHING after it to the end of the words box)
My thoughts are flashing like
Bright neon signs
Seperating as if day and night
Both what I want and what is mine

Just the way of the times
Knowledge held in decline
Impulses are in full control
But holding right above wrong
Is considered being old
Extremes rule my universe
Satan coming back
Is just as worse

My heart is beating fast
My love is for a false prophet
I aimed for first but I finished last
Im hooked on getting off it

Tom's Theme Song

---

I am the captain of my mind
Hitting into iceburgs all the time
Noone is as good as me
When I want to be
Yet noone can could never ever
Navigate through deeper waters
Though you try when you name your ship
Napoleon's daughter

---

ALPHABET
-> B C D F G H J K L M N P Q R S T V W X Y Z
-> A E I O U (Y)

* * * * * Q U I P T I M G * * * * *

It is early, although it's late
It has come, so I no longer wait
They set the trap
I took the bait
Out in the wilderness I have
Met my fate

After following tracks
After warding off their attacks
I have built my shelter
There's no turning back
I [?] have looked @ the calender
But have yet to set a date
I've found the error of my ways
But realized it too late

My poetry is my dying word
Some may think that at twenty two
it sounds so absurd
But in my soul I know I'm fading fast
If I die right now I'd like
Something that lasts
I pray I'm not a sheep
Just following the herd
I'm searching for a sun
But it's fading fast