Bugolgi Apparatus

 The next As we move into the next  we’re completely perplexed  as the past can’t help us  understand anything  our primitive tools  make us look like fools  all logic escapes  in this vacuum  those children with matches  those martyrs of darkness  all get consumed  as the future chews on us  I hold your hand  I’ve got a plan  to enjoy ourselves  where we stand  as I kiss your mouth  motivation goes south  nothing left to discuss not the writing on the wall  as we make love  something’s gone from above  only that divine energy  pulls us along 

My intuition   never fails   it’s kept me   out of corporate hell   while my imagination   is masturbating   my intuition   is on the job slaving   your ambitions   are never high   they’re predictable   ringing that bell   while I can’t remember   what I’ve read   my intuition   takes me there

 Your budding awareness  a flower you know  we watch as you unfold  mind’s thoughts climb  as you grow  through truths and lies  adults hold with time you realized  the nuances passed by  that branch in the road  you decided to hold  that beauty in the heart  almost impossible in the dark  that belief naive yet strong  that kindness and truth  had a weight  after all

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  Space + Age   Do you know what time it is   is it early is it late   we can never wait   to get back in bed just to hear the rain   splash the pavement   I think of a melody   where it comes from-   search me   it comes from your lips   as I work out the notes   it sounds timeless   existing for billions of tears   there in the stars   falling on the earth   to give birth   to these   feelings and thoughts   timeless yearnings   stars burning   melting our hearts