if you can't see me
am i not really here?
if you can't touch me
can i not really feel?
if you can't hold me
will i fall to the ground?
if you can't kiss me
will my mouth run dry?

when the chains were released
and i could move my arms again
and the weight of the world
just dropped from my shoulders
and it hit the hard ground
and shattered into a million pieces

sometimes
i laugh
as i float off
into the pink sky
weightless
forever rising
always removed
from mother earth
by several degrees
my head full
of helium
i drift
the sun
bouncing off

the crest of the night again does fall
and i see you there glide down the hall
with a coat of black you creep and crawl
you're all set to pounce! you want it all!

clangtankity dee clangtankity koo!
i'm Skeletal Sal...i'm looking for you!
gonna scare ya silly that's what i'll do!
you won't hear me coming...i wear not a shoe!

i can see it in the black bark of the trees
and feel it in the howl of the wind
the time, it will soon be upon us
to remember the dead
and all the souls that we travel among

lit
your eyes
glow so bright
triangles cut
into deep orange
looking so sinister
and yet somewhat goofy too
because that is how i carved you
and through your nose there is a hot fire

i'm sitting here in the dry and yellow grass
on a rather chilly late autumn night
in my flannel blue and black checked coat
on the side of a small hill
somewhere removed from the

i've been this for so many years now
way more years than i care to remember
and way more than you will ever know
you there...with your peachy flesh
and your eyes open so wide and so eager

his mouth was popped open
like a big red tomato
and his eyes were bugged out
like two blue balloons
as he watched his mother
with pinking shears
cut two big holes
near the center of a sheet

my soul is on fire and my mind all bent
as rage fills my head and madness my heart
fanning the flame of murderous intent

i can feel the rats crawling over my face

the hobgoblins hover
oh they belch and they drool
as the ghost van pulls up
of one Tommy McTool
takes out his equipment
sound recorders and such
to capture those spirits

as i stand here
on the edge
looking down
way down
at the concrete below
and then looking up
into the sky
patches of blue
with clouds scrawled through
i feel the bright warmth

wet
fur, nose
heavy breath
trying my best
just to tread water
creating such a big splash
kicking my little hind legs hard
my mouth flaps as i lick up drops
i bark a firm and loud little YAP!

close your eyes and feel your soul
grow so quiet in the dark night
darkness soon will find its way
and dance out into the light
picture in your mind so clear
such a calm and peaceful place