Every Day

I wish I stayed at home tonight
writing my obituary,
dreaming of a former muse
like a hero literary.

Sweat condensing in your bell jar -
break the glass or suffocate.
Does it ever bore you playing
Russian roulette with tired fate?

Take a walk with Jack and Johnny,
they are the only friends that stayed.
And if you could rewrite the prequel
would you still have disobeyed?

Call upon your guardian angel
but she can't heed your twisted bark.
Can't you see that she is busy
counting crows in the dark?

And every day is flickering
like a burnt out movie reel.
You've got the devil in the backseat
and he's reaching for the wheel.

I hope I stay at home tomorrow
and think of better words to write.
Kissed and blessed by Madame Darkness
I'll rage against the dying night

Carousel

Already seen this view,
everlasting deja vu.
Still hope that it'll change,
call me naive or deranged.

I bought the ticket, took the ride,
it seemed a decent place to hide.
Enticing with the gold and lights
but now I'm really not so sure.

I see something round the bend
perhaps a way that'll bring an end?
I'd love to stay but I am spent,
I beg you to let me down.

Always up and down, 
never side to side.
Going round and round, 
I wish we'd collide.
Dream of a world that's parallel
on this infernal carousel.