The wall Breakers Club:

For the Curious Savage

Domino

Reptile.

Slow rapture.

A dreamt Tom wait’s song

Refrain:

We all live inside walls

Some of us our “crazy”

Down, we see them fall

Who cares if we’re all crazy

You’re probably lazy in bed

At 23 you were a rat wed

Spinning in the wheel

Your turn to kill a dream

A return to social class slavery

Textile cookie cutter machine

You breed.  You feed.

I wine.  I dine.  I die

For your hatred x twenty

I kiss death on the lips

Of screaming hollow body guitars

Made to sing and

Mimic sounds of jeweled rings

A thousand lies for unethical kings

Who are morally bankrupt

They rule for greed;

God’s speed everyone.

You killed art.

Fitzgerald in Paris –

I’m a rogue of Rue

I see.  Then I do.

I drink your fat fate

I love for your hate

Bring it x twenty

The sweeter I sing;

A laugh with rain

Sun, clouds

It’s all the same

I win – You don’t – No joke

Spring 2003

John Alan Conte` JR