Stay Inside The Bomb Shelter

At the time when we where Dragon’s, Circling wagons,
Dragging ass was like a clasp,
Combining today with yesterday,
Sliding feet first,
Yet coming in with a Sonic Blast,
Tonic asks “would you like coffee with your carnage?”
Several days pass and our music is like Tonces,
As my specs resurrect light,
Blinds are like who cares?
As stars come into being,
I bang walls on aboriginal caves,
Leaving Lemurs wishing for youth,
Shaving Tooth and coming out of the Bootha,
Recluse,
I dig graves and laugh with the Plague (on Tuesdays),
When I’m released all pain will cease,
Tree’s gather leaves,
Bleat like Timber and we call feet walking sticks,
When do I get to fly ghosts like Pic,
Comb hair like Mick,
Find keys,
Devine greed,
Apples appalling,
Bend time like that one guy,
Try to lie like that other guy,
But my pen’s just too fine,
Glimmer a theory,
Adjust your hearing,
Leave lungs like butter,
Honor and cup her,
Cause I breath fire and ice,
As the wind fly’s,
Pillars try but end in smiles,
As we trek for just a few more miles.

II

That was day and this is night,
As my mouth curves,
Slurs while carrying verbs,
Into being,
Seeing that the world bends like Nine Inch Nails,
And I berry pain like a Walrus,
Fangs find but few,
Light blasts a shadow,
Cause yesterday was treasure,
My mind is measured twice,
As Eagles, Hawks,
Trinkets and Smocks,
Are like the sea,
Left unsaid,
Cause I glow, flow like river,
Rain like quiver,
Cut like shiver,
As well as bring a path that is equivalent to…
To those who stand for Death,
As I fling like tunes,
Look over shoulder as I leave the Lomb,
Carry my words,
Finish with a remedy,
As toxic as signs, single,
Salamanders, Serious?
Shortly, Shorn, Snail bots, Sink,
So Scenic, Sarcasm enters cavern,
As I land before time begins.

© 2008 Jaria Friged/Cal