Father I killed my monkey

I let it out

to taste the sweet of spring

wonder if I will wander out

test my tether to

see if I'm still free

from you



steady as it comes

right down

to you

I've said it all

so maybe we're a Bliss

of another kind



lately, I'm in to circuitry

what it means to be

made of you but not enough of you

and I wonder if

you can bilocate is that what I taste

your supernova juice

you know it's true I'm a part of you



steady as it comes

right down to you

I've said it all

so maybe you're a 4 horse engine

with a power drive

a hot kachina who want into mine

take with your terracide

we're a Bliss of another kind