Sleepless nod ad nauseum
Secrets dancing on the highway
but no new kicks
aiming a shotgun at the grandfather clock
Killing time discussing Caligula, Thaddeus and Judea
in smoke choked basement dark rooms
at the train station, intersection of tracks reminds
of the indivisibility of pleasure and pain.
Desire sleeps in dull daylight.
Ache to dream again
Of wild adventures and shadow girls without pretense
At parties beyond the physical,
Still, same old shit refrain
You can dull but never kill pain
Technology talking for us tuned out
Mild static, feedback tinnitus ring
Distant ship in waves of sound
Blurred gently away
With conscious reality giving way
To the unconscious eternal.