Stage

Don’t make  me leave my garden 

Don’t take me back to town

Don’t tell me of the  perfect

Gods own -

Living the dream

Party people

Up there on the stage

Let me rage!

My life may have been

drifting 

one foot at a time lifting,

Looking for a mother

 in every woman’s eyes.

Believing my own lies.

But I broke my class 

broke my chains 

Burst my jacket 

Bust my balls

Made a sacred stage 

Out of an iron cage.

Ex catholic ex chaos

 I believe as I see 

death cult priests

For whom I don’t exist.

 Yet for every sin of me

Some small part is free

I run spirit native

I was born 

Liberated

I have always felt so free

Of mind if not in body.

My world the stage 

holds no fear for me 

my imagined paradise

Mothered me

Leave me in my garden of illusion 

Don’t make me go away

I’ll fuck me up in my own way.