Lick your dick

It was my 35 and 53rd year to heaven 

And I was sitting in the park 

With a stomach full of pigeon feathers 

And my eyes as clear as grit 

Tarmac black my brain ableat 

Freedom's light a wand away

A concrete Angel's graceless straight 

Clocks my Bosch in the pleasure park 

with all my faces

tick tock tick 

"How genius you are," she says

"And lick your dick" 

35 is half way then 

To three score and ten

So it happened to be that 

there's a discrepancy of eighteen 

Between thirty five and fifty three 

Which is how old I was when I was given 

the key to the garden 

Of the olde apple tree.

And that is where it all began

The cat sat on the lap 

The madcap larked and leapt and crashed 

The mirror pool rippled and turned wine dark 

We grew two heads and the tunnel was stark 

Stark as a merman hung up to dry

For all that lives must die must die 

And you my father 

Gone like a knight 

Bold as brass 

And I became you 

With your scars 

And your tattoos 

I'll do them later my dad my dad 

A snake and a dagger 

And a union flag 

I'll soon be with you 

Sooner than pink 

Bless my sister 

Bless my cat 

Bless my children 

Bless my mother 

Bless my wife 

And bless my lover 

Those who live by the sword 

Are gonna fuckn die by it

The window stays open and the night stays out

God is in heaven 

And we have to work ourselves out.

It was my 35 and 53rd year to heaven 

And I was sitting in the chair

With a stomach full of swallow

And my eyes as clear as mud

iPhone black my brain deplete 

Freedom's light a tweet away

Image of the Angel's almond blender 

Purrs the pussy full of pleasure

pall my faces tick tock tick 

"How genius you are," she says

"And lick your dick."

written on my birthday - 2015