eyeliner was so cheap   it was free it was easy to steal because no   sister would miss it really / why would anyone steal it anyway   you can apply it with the same expertise   as you have with yr guitar   just a bit so no one gets too in yr face   hit the street and go look for angela   licking angela's thighs back and round + round   black lined lashes is punk rock sex without all the hangups   hits are for squares and so is money.   burnt english muffin crunches nicely between teeth   w/ still a whole lotta future to go   bags of records as currency for rent and cigs (and electricity -   shit: + phone). prostitutes on chrystie and delancey   think i can afford sex in sara delano roosevelt park??   maybe i look like a rich kid or at least some kid w/ a bit of coin.   they will take it / i can't even imagine it.      no where to go but the back door/hard boot kick to metal void. cold beer stench /   speed plowed waitress   some art rock types working our way   to ice cream and thin sheet glory.   a smile on the jesus freaked hooked on our show.      burnished hearts blind to / inevitable madness   take care of the devil, treat him w/ embrace   alive with mary magdalene's heart.   her eyes light the screen, a siren.   breasts somewhat buttoned/somewhat busting thru.   next town over - and i land into /exasperated non-finish. deliver me into tour mode      fucking kids crashing thru the woods.   stream language, resilient nature,   ripping thru: stones, rocks, / fallen branch.   the chattering skulls of adult nayspeak   grimace. dead orange alerts annoy the bedroom gate.   the poems, like text-straps,   soothe and protect, and beautify the insect click.   city noise, screeching car-things,   grandmothers in fractured finery   a perfect day to taste a dogs coat. / puppy lust, n' luck   corrective licking strategies.   she motion for a light curious / to the invasive fix. -- eyeliner