ON TIME


Coming down a big bird
From a red stained sky
Can tell you how much is the cost

Of health
Of your diminishing seconds
Of the number of drops that rundown your forehead
Of foolishness turned commodity

Offerings of a dying world
Touching the pavement
Road rash in your retina
Showers in the corners of your wealth

Imprisonment of your desire
Machinegun smile working the
Freedom of the little planet
Freddy is no longer a showman

Use dental floss on your brains
Or they will end up
At your local taco shop
Always with plenty of salt & salsa

If you want to learn
A new language
It will happen when you get home
You don’t have to go to it
It will come to you
Never late
Always early