freedom

`
change the disk when
titles recede baby, slide it
across the beat and its gone
never again the song just a frisbee
some baggage some when i was young
touch noseprint on glass
almost feel the rain outside
smell freedom and move on
`

temptation

`
perhaps the mark of the beast
the bloodlines on the hide
are touched with petty weals
with mountains moved in dark peril
as rabbits moved in warrens inside
perhaps you must scrape off your skin
so you may feel as injured, as injuring
carry a torch a
grudge into a broken wind
live or die what lies within
sabotage the scornful equilibrium
the teacup née the devastation
wouldn't you rather live without
given a choice the beast won't win
`