I Fell in Love with a man from Mars

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I fell in love
with a man from Mars
once
He was ten feet tall
He was ten feet tall

The Earth would shake
when he took a step
or at least
that’s how it felt when you’re small
that’s how it felt when you’re small

The hair on his chest
was purple and blue
his nipples were green, his fingers gray
and I used to bite them all
and I used to bite them all

How I desired to take him to bed
to lay him down
and make him MY man from Mars
but he just wanted to visit the mall
but he just wanted to visit the mall

“Look at these prices and models!
Look at these colors and brands too!
You can’t find any of them at the Martian stores
These shoes won’t come out until next fall!
These shoes won’t come out until next fall!”

MY man from Mars liked to dance
He’d put on extra extra extra extra large pants
Turn the radio on, shake his hips in front of the mirror
And ask me to take him out to a ball
And ask me to take him out to a ball

He used to caress my little boyish face
and give me that stupid grin
all the rows of teeth out of place
How my heart flew when my name he would call
How my heart flew when my name he would call

When my enemies would see us pass
with their devouring eyes and their eagle sharp claws
I’d always shout, “Between us
there has never been a wall!
there has never been a wall!”

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Forever Walking

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Walking and walking
You can go nowhere
Forever

Stares and frowns
Rushed closed and locked
Doors and hushed voices

What are you doing here?
What am I doing here?
What a bother

Walking and walking
Forever
Nowhere you can go

If we talked to everyone
Would we still be alone?
Together-apart?

The door’s open
Come in
Have a tea, fix my shower

Life is a series of transactions
But we only fake it half the time
Assuming you can cleave halves and haves

Life is getting screamed at
In a parking lot
Without knowing why

People just want assurance
So shut up
And give it to them

Walking and walking
Forever you can go
Nowhere

There’s so much I know
It feels like I know everything
Until I leave my bed

I want to see you

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I want to see you
So I can greet you
I want to see you
So I can greet you

It’s the thunder
Hear the thunder
So I can greet you

It’s the fire
See the fire
So I can greet you

It’s the mother
Feel her rivers
So I can greet you

I want to see you
So I can greet you
I want to see you
So I can greet you

Stop
Why are you calling me?
Speak
Why would you bother me?

The rumble the rumble roars
The flaming the flaming flares
The serpent the serpent swims
The people the people sing

Tell me tell me your name
And I will dance
Tell me tell me your name
So we can drink

Tell me tell me your name
Earths will open up
Tell me tell me your name
Skys will open up

I do not want
I do not want to fall in
Protect me
Protect me from the edges within

Come come come to me
And we will dance
Come come come for me
So I can dance

Dance dance the darkness out
Dance dance the winds out
Dance dance the devils out
Dance dance misfortunate out

I call on you to stop the shivers
I call on you to hear the moon
I call on you to calm babes’ cries
I call on you when mountains shout

I want to see you
So I can greet you
I want to see you
So I can greet you

Good night good night
It’s the night
I want to see you
Tonight tonight

I want to see you TONIGHT!

The noise they make

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Loving other people hurts
Why didn’t you tell me?

Not the romance
That part’s easy
I watched the movie

but the other one

Sharing space,
the noise they make
their smell
and stupid favorite color
everywhere
everywhere

They won’t shut up
They won’t shut up
Do you know what I mean?
They won’t shut up

There’s a meanness

I can’t whisper an X
without someone telling me no
and they think they’re right
but what do they know?

Answer me
Are they stupid or dumb?

Even when we agree, just look at
that shirt they got on
that looks like a bird shat on
Are they blind?

I wouldn’t lend them a dime
if they were dying
fuckers don’t deserve to go to heaven

I’m steel that would not bend

And yet life won’t let go
despite the smudges in the window
a glare still gets in

Despite the fog
like a silly poem on a metal rod
a nauseating hope melts within

And it’s hard
I know it’s hard
they’ll take everything from your pants to your name
nonetheless
I can’t imagine any other way
it’s the world I live in

It’s too cold outside
and they need me
I’ll build a place for us to live
if it kills me

Just make me an opening
so sun can get in
and I’ll be there

I’ll be there
I’LL BE THERE

I’ll be there?

I’m not a cabra macho

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I’m not a cabra macho, but I’ve gotten drunk on cachaça, I’ve played around with big knives, and I’ve wished for the death of people I’ve never met.

I’ve hit someone in the dark and left a mark, backed into a car and robbed sandwiches.

I’ve pissed on your couch while you were out and vomited and checked out your wife, she’s alright.

I’ve lied to them all with a grin about stupid shit that didn’t mean anything like why I didn’t go yesterday, I didn’t care to be there, I’m too lazy.

I convinced myself I should be loved, held a grudge, sunk deeper into a hole with a grin that’s been the death of me.

I kept listening as the pain of the game exacerbated in me, my ear didn’t mean the same thing to her, just a sweet guy she knew.

I’ve kept my mouth shut, as the dream melted away in a drain, and my name slipped from great expectations to disappointments.

I’ve held a grudge, convinced myself I should be adored, while bored, coveted success that wasn’t mine, withheld likes on the internet.

I’ve known I was better than the ass that sits on my face and squished my head and left no space for my place in the world, yet kept silent while it taunted those around me.

I’ve watched pain walk by and cry, closed off and mumbled that’s the way life has to be so that we can be free to fall farther than before.

I’ve denied curses and tattoos, and the fact that the shit you say is monstrous, just left clues, dampened anger into a little ball, bounced it off the wall, like a silly game waiting for the rain to stop.

I’ve wished death on strangers, worshipped ideas that wouldn’t fit on anyone, justified passivity, just to prove my fear was bigger and badder than the writing on the wall.

I’m not a cabra macho, but that doesn’t mean I’m a fucking saint, alright?

I’ve been quiet too long.