Angels And Demons (To Kurt Cobain) From Book: Angeles Rebeldes Y Demonios Extranjeros
I wonder what compelled you to take the Dutch act?
An O.D. on number three, thirteen or eight?
A suicidal soul gets no access to heaven, yet it's intact.
How come you really blew it by the kiss of death?
As she wrapped her car around a tree
A weird thought ran through her mind:
'If I'm feeling no pain, then my soul is free
I'll have to part with the daily grind''
Teen Spirit (For Kurt Cobain)
A bleeding hole
A breeding horse
A junkie shot
A guitar chord
An Encyclopedia Of Fear (To Ron Oliver)
There's primal fear like a fetus blinded by daylight
There's lingering fear like a zit growing on your nose
There's groundless fear like a dark day covered by a clear night
There's inarticulate fear like a little fish wolfed down by a shark
With The Lights Out (To Kurt Cobain)
Out of space, out of sight, out of end,
Spaced out, sightless, endless, nameless.
Queen of lies with a pack of hearts, aimless.
Conservative communists are on the mend.
Walking On Clouds
I woke up on a weird planet where
Everything was upside down
I was walking on clouds, and the sky
Was replaced by a gunmetal sea