Jagged Fragments

I have been a prisoner too long
held captive by gap-toothed mutants
hollow'd & brainwashed by electronica hell
Their master on a TV screen
Can't tell you now
or care if it's wrong

Loosen their iron grip of envision'd reality
Twist their heads off in defiance
Now we can see for what they are
& gawk in stoned silence

Take me into blue paradise
Sustain me in technicolor night
Draining the liquid, aqua vitae, from the day
Refuse the admittance
of the procession of light
I will not stand here as guardian
of this rotting facade
I will not await my destruction
like doom'd dictators on the promenade

You cannot live thru me
You will not coopt my dream
You will not mock me
w/ your crack'd visage
& rehearsed impatience
You will not tell me to lay out your wants
on this splinter'd tableau scene
I am not the sacrificial demi-god
Nor the scapegoat
Not a forbidden incomplete creature
in a story or song
None of you wrote.