Monthly Archives: March 2000

VENUS UNEARTHED BY THE CHRISTIANS

VENUS UNEARTHED BY THE CHRISTIANS

At first they sermonized her some
and prayed long over her and around her
And yet she solidly refused to change

In their Christian charity
(it was more rampant then)
they decided not to destroy her

And yet
it was not a good thing for the children
to see her touching herself in that way
So the arms would have to go

A GUY THING

A GUY THING

Narcissus stared into the water till he died
locked into the image of his pride

Trying to embrace it made it fly
teardrops spoiled it when he’d cry

No thirst would make him think
to spoil it with his lips to drink

Self love was not the nymph’s dire curse
but love of image which is much much worse

YOU ARE THE U IN HOUSTON TO ME

YOU ARE THE U IN HOUSTON TO ME

How could I ever leave you love
if you didn’t live in Houston

If it wasn’t for the humid swamp
and the trash along the bayou
how could I say good-bye to you

You know I love you dearly
and it ain’t you that makes me run
but Houston traffic’s far from fun
and every Bubba’s got a gun

Yet even with all of that
and the country’s worst damn air
you know that I’ll keep coming back
as long as you are there

And I’ll keep leaving Houston too
after a muggy smoggy day or two

One of these days I hope you know
I’ll take you with me when I go