The Vortext Chronicle(s)

With seas 
your eyes of 
azure greenlit 
sea-foam cares 
hair hard, salt soft 
in wide-strewn spray: 

Perigianne. 
The Greek-ish 
Antipodes 

Know when 
the Cypriot 
looks cool 
and shit 

I'll bind no knot 
to loose you, first 
but by fourth dates 
all claims run void 

The undertow suck 
Takes me first. 

Or this I vow: 

A Wedding Band of surf 
and spray and light and 
sand for one beach day 

whether permits 
the storm goes fast 
but darkness 

fits. 

intro schema w/ parts sketchy

(KMD sample) "Since the day I was born 
I was on a mission 
Never played out of position
or missing or wishing
I came out kissing was no spank
on the back side 
Just oscillating nurses 
waiting for BLACK [ THAT ] 
guy, I I was talking way 
before I could crawl 
or walk. And what 
the ladies heard 
wasn't baby talk 
I'd drop a line like 
a bomber would drop 
a BOMB. Highly explosive 
but notice I was kool 
and calm, ready 
for action at the age of one the fun 
was just beginning I was winning 
[ hi-hat comes in, some guitar drone ] 
the ladies would come with arms 
open and hoping for a kiss 
and a hug. I'd strip down HAH 
and watch the ladies bug 
I stood up for a while 
then I started walking 
I heard some lady say 
"Look who'se talking" 
That's right baby you 
can't leave me [ HIM! ] 
alone 'cause if you can't 
please me don't tease me 'cause 
I'm [ FULL BAND CRASH 
IN ] BAD TO THE BAD TO 
THE BAD TO THE BAD TO 
THE 

(former spoken by Mohandas 
Dewese AKA Kool Moe Dee)

Full band (low harmony vocal 
me): WE GOT YOUR YEAR 
IN ROCK RIGHT HEAR, BAE
BAE 

I came to be the one who'd stay 
THE ANTI-NICE the opposite 
of what you meant when you talked 
shhh-T I BACK YOU UP AGAINST 

that wall! Because you're indefensible 
You lost the last 
best chance you had you can pray 
Good luck 
You can Ugly it up, but 
I'm 
The Bad 
(S. Leone inspired guitar line 
and chords) I'M 
THE BAD 
DEEER, NEEER DEEEAH DAHH
AHM 
THE BAAAAD 
get 
off 
mah 
TIP 

CONSPIRACY 
is on my side 
Step to me you get took 
for a ride, they'll lock 
You up 
They'll hide the key 
Don't put your self 
through hell for me 
AHM SO MEAN I MEAN IT ALL
My soul is indestructible 
You really ought to doubt 
your "should" 'cause God 
He is Great, 
Jesus is Good, but 
I'm 

the bad 

(Whistling part) 

toot de doodle doodle doo 
BAH NAH NAHHHHH 
der REET der ROOTLE ROO 
DAR, NAR, NAHHHH
DOOTY DOOTY DOOOOO 
nah nah nah 

DOODLE-TOODLE-TU 

HIT IT 

Spoken: destruction is 
a creative act and I love 
to create so keep the hell 
BACK. 

_________________

Band intro: 
CFO & director of BASS STRINGS
COO & director of BOOM
CEO & lead of strings 

CCO 
& assistant to the director 
of strings 

______________

Band goes in to "DESTROY" 

"Joy in Mid-Autumn"

It brings me back to the sun beating 
down and the smell of chlorine 
It brings me back to the fall 
of the leaves 
and the rape 

of Persephone. 

And when I get tired of seeing 
her face in the clouds, and 
the streaming rain 
is ready to run down, 
she calls me 

back indoors, she 
says I'm yours, 

and that's when I feel

joy.

"Rocking (To-Do)"

Here me out
I'm going to call a party. 
Here and now, inviting 
everybody. Bring 
your girlfriend bring 
your boyfriend bring 
your ex-girlfriend too 
everyone you've ever 
loved or even hated 
will do 

Just 
sit on down discussing, or 
get on up dancing 

State 
your mind or change the state 
your mind is in 

I would never tether you 
over what you hold, dear 
Bring your freaky twelve 
step program or your big 

case of beer 

We got rocking to do 
All man 
We got rocking to do 
All woman 

Now jump on up right 
and just for just one man 

'Cause only one man came 
to take his bird in hand 
shove it back under the bush 
Let it cheep-cheep a bit 

Tell that Courtney, Girl 
Next dive's for me let's 
swim still a bit, We 
Got 
Rocking 
TO-DO 
ALL MAN
has got rocking to DO-OOO, with 
ALL WO-MAAA,HANN 
has got rocking to do 

all man 
doo DAHHHHN HAS GOT 
ROCKIN' TO DOO, EWE 

with 

all 

woe 
mah 

han 

guitar solo? 

Bridge to the chorus 

Plug in the Saba Facebook Army
on backup and give me a front 
row metric ticket, please. 

Good 
girl 
Good 
boy 

Go doggo go

back o'time

Long since update: that is
Christy
Leigh SCHAPP!
SCHAPP! SCHAPP, real
estate fans, but don't rule
her out as Cover Girl for
the new Sports Illustrated
Professional MOMS I'D LIKE TO LOVE fat
hardcover special edition (the one with tear-out

"centerfolds" between EVERY LIKE TWO (2) PAGES? no). 

Implied nudity only, please. SI
is a Family Style Institution. It isn't Hustler, thanks. 

N.
O.
W.Good Greasy Grace before, during and at meals please, today. It's franks and beans! The killer duet combo on SAINT PADRAIC'S SNAKE EXPULSERITO BURRITO DAY FOR NIGHT! 

W
a
r
ning. No. MDMA and Roofies alike are NOT "recreational drugs" when you spike
an open container with them. "DEATH, FIRST!" quoth the mad in black. Death first.
It is fate's accomplice you tempt, and the lie detector will be admissible sentencing
phase, DNA ONLY available IF THERE IS ABSOLUTELY NONE (plus audio only
self-documentation by all the ladies) during the appeal during which you will be in
GAOL, not "jail," and violating what Russell Crowe calls "The Kiddie Raper Beef." Capisce
? Yes, Rose. We all

capisce.

This year
is for the mother's daughters and THEIR
moms. Next year for pop, pops, disco and
rock. No roll today. Steve Winwood's got

the mumps again. Sheesh. 

rape joke monday

It's RAPE JOKE MONDAY over on Consider 
Your Ass Kicked so 

Why not go? Rape me in comments 
but 
Only by your own real internetonym 

And 
ONLY

via a posted link from the news with no 
commentary of your own, so you will look 

SO BAD 

When I reply in the link's comments and you don't 
dare 

show 

up. Thnx, coward

"Rearview Gleam"

Soon

You'll be alone with the memory
of all
your sincere regards.

And I'll

shuffle off the deck, discretely.
This cruise
Has been free of charge,
so far...

...but the price of admission is guilt
There's a series of fiction confessions in you,
and I'm scenting the sense of a new career -
when you fly off the cliff after it,
won't you spare me one
glance
in
your
rear
view
mirror,

you?

Remember my shine. 
As you wash the world in light, 
from the one thing you got right
Remember my shine. 
Once you've seen the last of me, 
that's the worst of it you'll have to see 
Remember my shine.
As you let your vision dim 
from the too much light 
that you let in, 
remember my

mind 

somewhere
over the spectrum.

And heart

in a cool, dry place.
Where you

have been trapped in graven image,
by the lines

as it desiccates

in an airless space

...while the heiresses R.S.V.P. 
They beg to inform you on bended knee
that you'll be attending the banquet alone,
at a change of address, it is now your
home
sweet
home

Remember my shine. 
As you wash the world in light, 
from the one thing you got right
Remember my shine. 
Once you've seen the last of me, 
that's the worst of it you'll have to see 
Remember my shine.
As you let your vision dim 
from the too much light 
that you let in,
remember mine. 

This abyss that I have been
is not the worst fix I've been in
Since you've seen the last of me,
having left behind the best you'll see, 
if you let your vision drown,
from the too much light that you let down,

Remember why
now,
Remember our
time, 
Remember

mine

One Decent Course

It's either fine how it was,
or it's better now

and I don't care which,
just as long as it fits

you can write whatever end
you want, of the story 
or technically I guess,
set the sequel up

if you finally think
you made a mistake
here's a last chance
to make it right

it's either over like it was,
or else we move on
I refuse to let it drag
on without a fight.
Any longer like this
in my heart, I mean
- you have no idea
there was anything there
but over it
is whatever's between
us at all,

And at least one had 
to care. 

You knew what you had to do,
and you went

right ahead full knowing the cost
you spent, 

but if you finally think
you made a mistake, here's
a last chance to make it right
and if you still think
what you did was right, then

Here's another chance to cut the loss.
Just one more wound,
to wind and bind, if you finally think

You made a mistake. Here's a last chance
to at least make it right. And

you're not the boss anymore, you know. 
But at least
you could serve 
one decent course tonight. 

This One Is Yours

Do what you will it's a gift given freely
to decorate your sleeve,
or leave on your floor
You can't put conditions on gifts given freely
Except for this, really:
I don't need it no more
Apart from that do what you will, what it tickles
your fancy is free to,
it's at your dispose
To give to Goodwill or your charity preference
It don't make no difference, you know

It's not my heart
girl, this one is yours
Hold it! Keep it!
This one is yours
It's not my heart
now, this one is yours
Break it! Leave it!
That's what it's for
anyhow

It's not as if you or if I were the wrong one.
It's cooperation
that's brought us so far.
So far from so close we can't see the fork taken
that led us away from
where we gave our hearts
When you took yours back, well I don't know exactly
you pulled it so deftly
your touch like a pro
But I don't need mine, you can keep it for practice
it's really quite useless you know

It's not my heart
girl, this one is yours
Hold it! Keep it!
This one is yours
It's not my heart
now, this one is yours
Break it! Leave it!
That's what it's for
anyhow

I'll Help You Decide

'Cause only you know what's only good
for only you, and you know that
I never would argue
'cause if nobody went through
what you did, how could they presume
to tell you shit? But by that same token
or a similar one - you could not go through
the things that I've done, and surely
our experience has something to teach,
well since we're being so unique -

I'll help you decide. I'll help you
decide, I'll help you decide. I'll help
you decide, I'll help you decide.
I'll help you decide.

And only you know what's only good for only you,
and anyone could tell you see right through
all the lies and the bull shit they strew about
still you can't spy the right way out
so you're spooling out your whole big boo hoo tale
of all the things you've done to no avail
you say you're standing at the crossroads
of heaven and hell, well
I've been standing there as well, and

I'll help you decide. I'll help you
decide, I'll help you decide. I'll help
you decide, I'll help you decide.
I'll help you decide.

You could complain
all your worldly life
or you could abstain
let it slip right to the side
the pain that you feel
is cause you don't know which way to dive

I'll help you decide. I'll help you
decide, I'll help you decide. I'll help
you decide, I'll help you decide.
I'll help you decide.

There's a lie in your eyes that belies all doubt
You could always find the wrong way out
You got a rack of knacks and talents like that to draw from
You never really cared whose bell you rung
Well I'm coming to the door, got an apple for you
It's candied and sweet just like I knew
you been waiting all day for what you can't resist,
well we can get from that to this

And I'll help you decide. I'll help you
decide, I'll help you decide. I'll help
you decide, I'll help you decide.
I'll help you decide.

Left Lucky

You left me so lucky
You left me so lucky, you'll never know
You left me so lucky
Since you're gone
I've been on a roll,

Honey you
were the one sure thing
in my life
And I grew
'til you fit so snug
so tight
Then you split
left me naked and wet
to the skin
So I grew
I am growing yet,
into all I've been

You left me so lucky
You left me so lucky, you'll never know
You left me so lucky
Since you're gone
I've been on a roll

I was new
now I'm feeling so old
and strong
I was right
'til you told me for you
I was wrong
And you left
Leaving me to my own
designs
Which I kept
working out and upon,
and they work fine

You left me so lucky
You left me so lucky, you'll never know
You left me so lucky
Since you're gone
I've been on a roll

"Reusable"

You get what you want
and you want what you get
but you don't care a lot,
you just say "what's next?"

You don't sort it out
you just kick to the curb
for someone to pick up
with an unkind word

You're happy enough
you suppose, but you're wrong
'cause you don't know what
you just missed out on

You think you can use me up
and throw me away
Well that's a big mistake, 'cause

I'm reusable
You don't have to throw me out, oh no
I'm reusable
You've got me to kick around

There must be a landfill
filled to the rim
with the guys that you dumped
on a moment's whim

They loved you enough
so you don't give a thought
You assume they're alright
but it's not your fault

Well I'm telling you
of the stuff I am made
my love won't wither up
or biodegrade

So don't let it all
go to waste after just one try
I'm guaranteed for life, and

I'm reusable
You don't have to throw me out, oh no
I'm reusable
You've got me to kick around

I'm reusable
Don't let there be no doubt, at all
I'm reusable
It's environmentally sound

You say you're just using me,
that's just fine
You can use my physique, you can
use my mind

Use me all up, you can use me
all down
I'm at your disposal
just don't stop now

You can take me for granted
I grant you that
Crumple me up, and I'll bounce
right back

Still got my respect and my pride
when you put my in my place
my favorite place, 'cause

I'm reusable
You don't have to throw me out, oh no
I'm reusable
You've got me to kick around

I'm reusable
Don't let there be no doubt, at all
I'm reusable
It's environmentally sound

Untitled

I WANT YOUR ASS.
TO BE MINE.
FOREVER

I WANT YOUR ASS.
TO BE MINE.
FOREVER

This is a song for a woman to hear,
this is a song for a woman to sing -
some kinda figure of speech, I know.
it's either synecdoche or metonymy.
It doesn't mean literally only "ass."
The part is named to stand in for the whole.
'Cause I don't want a piece of ass, of you.
I want body mind and soul

I WANT YOUR ASS.
TO BE MINE.
FOREVER

I WANT YOUR ASS.
TO BE MINE.
FOREVER

This is a song for a man to hear -
this is a song for a man to sing.
it might not mean as little as it appears
it's gonna mean a whole lot more for me
'Cause I want your love
I don't mean now
I do mean now, stretching endlessly
From where I stand, panting for eternity
it's just a consequence of you and me

I WANT YOUR ASS.
TO BE MINE.
FOREVER

I WANT YOUR ASS.
TO BE MINE.
FOREVER

spirit sense

no more beer no more wine
no more whisky for me
I'm just going to drink
straight gin,
'til something makes sense,
again

it's the one spirit left
that's still speaking
to me

I'm just going to drink
straight gin,
'til something makes
sense, again

breathe in

pour out

breathing.

vodka has not
any character
that I care to witness,
these days.

At least, not in me
or that it gives mine
I'd rather not bother
elaborate

tequila just tastes
like sperm and defeat.
If I told you, I'd have
tequila

The less said the better,
on so many scores.

breathe in,

pour out

breathing.

One more

"Favorites"

Where I stand, beauty's no
kind of competition, and
I've seen them all

And I think I could speak
for a lot of guys, but
I think I won't

Let me say, in this cold
sexist world we live in
it would not be right

To pretend to ignore
all the opposites that
attract the likes

of all of the beautiful girls
oh all of the beautiful girls
oh I love the beautiful girls,
but I play favorites just with her

I met her, by a pond
with a million fish in
when we both fell in

Then we saved, both our lives
it was kind of fun and
it has not worn thin.

I see girls, lovely girls
all around me but I
just don't compare

I mean they don't compare
but then neither do I
I think that's fair

ah all of the beautiful girls
oh all of the beautiful girls
oh I love the beautiful girls,
but I play favorites just with her

all of the beautiful birds
all of the beautiful bees,
of all of the beautiful boys
she plays favorites just with me

You can say you've got eyes
just for only the one
you call your own

But strike me blind
if it's wrong to appreciate all
God's creation

Just pretend, if you can
that we live in a world
where love is free

But then come back to this world, and
keep your hands off my girl,
'cause she's with me!

ah all of the beautiful girls
oh all of the beautiful girls
oh I love the beautiful girls,
but I play favorites just with her

all of the beautiful birds
all of the beautiful bees,
of all of the beautiful boys
she plays favorites just with me

"We'll See"

I want what's best for you
You want what's best for me
So we will never agree
'Cause we cannot see
eye to eye on whose needs
must come first - for the sake of you,
you're gonna come off worst

For my own damn sake,
you defy my will
- well who asked you to?
You obstinate lil' twist
of presumptuousness
and gall - why can't you let

your happiness be all?

Beause I love you more than you know
More than you love me, unless you love me
More than I know, more than I love you

I guess we'll see

I keep an open mind -
maybe you know best?
Except you've already proved
your priorities are messed
by the way you put me first
- when the view from behind
is the one I prefer

I will lead the way,
I will sacrifice
- except you never let me,
no matter how I try
You put your self out,
giving me my way -

But all I want is yours, baybay

Beause I love you more than you know
More than you love me, unless you love me
More than I know, more than I love you

I guess we'll see that it's more than we know
More than we can guess, but let's agree that if
You love me more, I'm going to love you best

I guess we'll see

pages to save

Wish I knew now what you meant to me
then. I can't even think what I felt,
that I want to bring back again.

I wish I'd kept a diary, maybe reading it
would be like a friend. Like you were a friend.

I wish I had pages with writing on them,
so I could have something to turn. Some way
to know when I reach the end.

Something to learn or understand.
And something to burn.
Something to burn.

And I would reach out my hand, to save
all the pages with you on them, in hopes
that rereading convinces me, and I
would believe something worth
the loss could be good to keep, and then

I could read it and weep.

Who you really are

What if everyone snubbed you
wherever you went?
Oh, they'd take your order,
but never bring it. And if

you complained, if you asked them why
- you'd know.

You deserve it.

It's in their eyes.

What if everyone you started talking to
- they'd join in at first, surprised,
amused, but soon cut you cold.
And you'd get up,
and go.

It's a mercy to you

that they don't know.

"Cautions"

What is it? There, just further out
Beyond the edge - I want to stand on it
and see what paths lead down, into

what I can't even doubt, or question
now, without any reason to.
I want to see
what kind of fools we are,

and I won't let you go too far,
and you won't let me go too far, but
you're the one who wants to
I'm the one who wants to

and I won't let you go too far,
and you won't let me go too far, but
we're the ones who want to.

Just to see, it could be for good.
It could be for better, for worse,
for the best. Beyond the edge,
what paths lead down

and I can't doubt or question now
and I know this is not a test,

and
I won't let you go too far
you won't let me go too far
and I'm the one who wants to
you're the one who wants to

and I won't let you go too far,
and you won't let me go too far, but
we're the ones who want to.

Guesses play out without making them
Ways go on and won't come back again
to tell us where they've gone, or what

was waiting there, to catch them up.

Explorers fall over the edge of the known
I want to discover what they know, and

I won't let you go too far
and you won't let me go too far

shrine to you

Every picture you make
is a memory saved
and he takes it all in,
taped in place, and arranged

Right where it has to be
where he can see your eyes

tucked away where no one knows,
there's a cell where he sighs

it's like a shrine
to you
a shrine to you,
it's a corner of my mind
I can keep,
candle-lit
it's like a shrine
to you,
a shrine to you,
I can go there anytime
it's filled with pictures
and shit,

He's got a diorama
of the moment you met -
with a miniature of you,
perfect in all detail

Well it would have to be
for him to recognize

every perfecting detail
you realize in full size

it's like a shrine
to you
a shrine to you,
it's a corner of my mind
I can keep,
candle-lit
it's like a shrine
to you,
a shrine to you,
I can go there anytime
it's filled with pictures
and shit

You have no real idea
how hard the rest of life is
because when you appear,
he loses track of the rest

And it's how it should be
But he should know full well

how hard the rest of life is
for you - he can't tell

He's got a working model
of the future from here -
except it doesn't work.
It's missed a piece or two

Well it would have to, though
Or else he'd have to come

And show you how it perfect fits
And why you need to sign on

it's like a shrine
to you
a shrine to you,
it's a corner of my mind
I can keep,
candle-lit
it's like a shrine
to you,
a shrine to you,
I can go there anytime
it's filled with pictures
and shit,

If he asked, he'd have to stand there
waiting for an answer
that he wouldn't want to stake his life on
pretty sure he knows

So he goes back inside,
Where he can be alone,
and bask in all the ways
you make this life worth the loan

He's got a perfect place
inside a troubled mind
Where he goes to find a piece
of the only peace he's found

it's like a shrine
it's like a shrine