Father i killed my monkey
i let it out
to taste the sweet of spring
wonder if i will wander out
test my tether to
see if i'm still free
from you
steady as it comes
right down
to you
i've said it all
so maybe we're a bliss
of another kind
lately, i'm in to circuitry
what it means to be
made of you but not enough of you
and i wonder if
you can bilocate is that what i taste
your supernova juice
you know it's true i'm part of you
steady as it comes
right down to you
i've said it all
so maybe you're a 4 horse engine
with a power drive
a hot kachina who wants into mine
take it with your terracide
we're a bliss
of another kind