Lock all your doors!
And stock all your lockers!
Pickle those peppers and pepper impostors!

What, have you lost’er?
Don’t you know that the Waider is coming?!

Your children aren’t safe!
Throw them aside!
There are only so many places to hide!
So know where the nowhere of knowhere is no-ing
And throw your emotions inside!

Don’t wait while the Waider wades weighty and wide!
Wait out the weight of the Waider who’s wadin’ the way
of the water n’ waitin’ the weight of the wandering wade

He’s the Waider!!!
He’s waiding and he ain’t waitin’ for no one!!

So shut up and shut yourself up in shut-up little shut-ins and shut it!

It’s the freakin’ Waider you freaks of nature!

Why aren’t you free kin freakin’ out in freakin’ freak inns you frequent in freakin’ frequency you freakin’ unfreakin-out friggin’ freaks. Friggin’!

It’s BIG n’ it’s coming and I’m friggin’ freakin’ out here!!

The Waider ain’t waitin’ for wadin’ in weight
n’ the Waider ain’t waitin’ for no one!

It’s the devil in red
And he’s gone to your head
And all of your whores are being taken to bed
He don’t want you doting in duty, or dead
It’s the devil in red that’s inside you

Look on the faces of family and friends
Look on the wake of your forthcoming ends
Look beyond bends to the course of the road
And the force that you need to keep going

See that the stream has been damned up ahead
And the waters that rise are the ones that you fed
And your nature is drowning, it’s drowning instead
Of flowing it’s course undivided

A messenger came, and you pushed it away
We shone on your face with the light of the day
We’ve given you every which hope that you pray
And you’ve turned it away now instead

The chaos that drowns
The days that unbound you
The misery creeping unchained
The hate that’s as silent as all you withhold
Is the fibre of fate that you feigned

See how the fires combust in your fusion
Of atoms that roar in a cage of delusion
And soar through the skies of projected illusion
To reign down in fire and ash
To stain all untiring in veins of desiring
the gains of empire and cash

There’s a devil inside you
…and you won’t let him free
And free is the thing that we all need to be
Free of these limits, free of this pain
Free of this burden of body and brain
Free as the wind when you open the door
and it soars past your face in refrain

It isn’t the spirit inside of the walls
It’s the walls that help spirits to hold
It isn’t the curse of a rotten new day
It’s the holding of all of the old
It isn’t the horse that is too weak to carry
It’s the fact that you stacked it too high

It’s the fact that you dammed up the head of the stream
And now nothing at all can get by

Start getting holy
Piercing with holes
Let go the floodgates of all of your roles
Open your soul to the light of the day
Open the coals in your hearth made of clay
Broken are those who aren’t broken away
By the might of the constant undoing
Holding the mold of their past in the role
of a fountain that’s never renewing

There’s a devil inside you
And it’s all dressed in red
Red as the lips of the whores in your bed
that you haven’t yet led to the door

For the devil is never the way of the world:
It’s the way of the world we ignore

You look to the heavens
You look to the trees
You look to the winds on the breath of the seas

You look to the books and the crooks and the odds
To the mimes of the times and the signs of the Gods

But in all that will be, and in all that has been
If you’re looking outward, who’s looking in?

Have you stared the brink of stars that twinkle far within your bones?
Or known the tribes of dancing vibes that humble even stones?

Ever felt the airy pelt of wind that melts upon your tongue
And followed its breeze to capillary trees taken root upon your lung?

Do you know what it is to twinkle and fizz
In the tingling death of your cells?
Or break through the orders of natural borders
To find you’re an ocean of swells?

Have you ever felt God in a mind that’s gone dim
And without any proof, been certain it’s him?
Do you fear such a jarring perception?

Have you blamed all the world for the pains it unfurled
…and then found it was just your reflection?

What if the sum of all that you do
Is the hum of a song in a language you knew
In a tongue that you’ve all but forgotten
And every last word of that song still rings true
Even if all your notes have gone rotten…

We look to the books and the crooks and the odds
To the mimes of the times and the signs of the Gods in the climes of aversion and doubt
Consistently seeking the world that’s within
And constantly living without

Open your mind….

With gentle hands crack the hive
of the buzzing minds you’ve still alive
as pistol-whip swarms rip crystal grip storms
tripping blazing swerves in lazy words that always sting

And then a crazy thing…

All the bees have gone away
There’s honey in your hands
And smooth as balm upon your open palms you calmly stand.

Open your heart…

Like broken glass that glints in shattered fractals of humbling light

And as the fractures of reflection
burst in slicing shards
And all the hands that play your fate
are waiting for their cards
The broken sights of shattered lights
all glint like little stars…

And somehow there’s peace
Somehow there’s silence, and then a release
As all of the violence that’s stored in our cells
Unpours in a swelling of love that propels
Our worlds into welling in pearls of untelling wisdom.

Open your soul
Open your eyes
Open the role that you came to disguise
in the goal that you’d one day discover

What on this earth makes an old soul go wise
After lifetimes of under the cover

In the malignant corners of former lives
Where fungus festers hauntingly
And all the wisdom still survives
That led us on unanswered…

The shadow cauldron stirs in crimson
Phantoms twist in mystic form
All the cosmos comes unhidden
Spinning in a storm

Wretch and frenzy stretching empty etchings into flimsy space
Wit and wimsy skipping stencils over mental pander angles firmly uninplace

What does it mean, this mindless old banter?
What is the secret it holds?

None but the goals of the roles that direct us
Here lies the nexus of magnum complexus
Refraction impacting the light that projects us
Upon the embankment of souls that inject us
Into the mythic unanswered

For every poor and sorry soul
A spirit soars and sighs
For every sea whose shore unfolds
A new horizon dies

And as the mountains spew their flames
And as the fountains sparkle dew
Our rising breaths are just the same
As torrents ripping through

Here comes the shadow, traced in light
And lost in lover’s scorn
There goes the times that never, might, and ever be reborn

So short this life and long the days
Where madness sings to saner ways
And sadness brings the gladdest gaze
The eyes will never see

So on and gone and shone anon along the winding way
To bay the moons of summer noons
To sway that starlight day

Fence this life
Mensa like a pencil
Chance the after-mallice stances
Glances after cancel

Plan this stencil
Staggerate your senses
Exagerate the existencial saspirilla central

Keep pensing
Deeper than a frowning
Lend the mental laughter after sensing all the clowning
Steep sounding
Fend for all the friendlies
Never end the severing upending all the Bentleys

Keep sending
Keep blending into bothers
They’re never more than leather for
​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​  ​​​​​​​​the chaps that hold your fathers

Go further
Further than you’ve known
This is all the present server ever to be shown

Trickle thick in liquid seeping
Coating throats of windy wars
Dream the dream of never sleeping
through the molten cores

This world is forming, swarming out
In liquid shores of warming spouts
That torment through the rocky crusts
Of loathing, fear and never trusting
all the bloating nearness thrust
By noble gusts and power winds
And marble misty showers in
The hours of the final days
Before the sun breaks through in rays