Ten Shades Darker

I am ten shades darker, not one bit stronger
Hair long on flare, from time, dyes, 'don't care'
Have seen upon my reflection
I am a fog kaleidoscope, vague and vain colorful self.
Have gazed upon the magnitude of ONE, so many doors to so many  distant places, i don't have them addresses so I choose to wander with the mad instead.
I am ten times drunkest, shared my cup with them vulgar so called artists (modern Bukowskis you have no clue of the manner of a young Henry Chinaski)
'don't bother'

My skin is coarse
My courage is high,
had the lot,
been with the worst.
My spirit got rejected by
the clean, the cool, the punk, the hive,
by you.


I am ten shades darker,
sun hissed 'don't know'.
I am ten times drunkest,
raise my cup when I think of you.
I am ten times kinder,
learned to give the nasty it's proper place so you wouldn't have to deal with my rants.
I am ten times more in love for you.

Guns may blaze, I remain.
Are you a dream? Anyway, 'It's all the same'
I am a bruise, dried up, ill versed, fucked up, 'leave it at that'
I am still dancing when I dream this dream of you and me.

Let them spit when they think of me (do they ever?)
It is clear to me for when I go outside into the streets, it is no longer I carressing the heads of flower selling beggar kids, but it is them kissing my steps. (Bless them kids)

The sun may hiss and hiss
The moon sings softly into my ear.
I will make it without you
I am ALL HEART
and I know that in time above my lonely grave bracing flowers will bash
 with the sun, the moon
and them stars.