From: batt@yabbs
To: all@yabbs
Subject: awake?
Date: Sun Jul  3 11:37:19 1994
First let me tell you that I love reading everybody's work on this board.  
I've always had a lot of trouble showing off what I write,  and seeing 
everybody else posting helps with the encouragement.  This one came 
somewhere out of the middle of 4 hours sleep in three days...slap me if it 
ain't that good...

Vision on hand of a mind done cracking
Wish for a washed-out bloodshot moon
Visible traces of my drug inflection
Cleaned ironed faces swim in my gloom
Sidistic paintings torn and shifted
Mine all left and walked away
And still you tell me I'm worth living
Turn off the lights,  I'll fade away

        "It's okay" she screamed
        "Everything is dreamed"
        I just want to wake up for good

Read my lines and said they touched you 
Read my mind and ran away
Take your time to burn what I'm thinking
Ignore the stupid things I say
I run down the opposite highway
I step under oppressive souls
I stay calm with my neck on fire
I stay hidden,  and drowned  in my hole

        "It's okay" she screamed
        "Everything is dreamed"
        I just want to wake up for good

Twist the crawling darkened sphere
Twist the crawling homegrown fear
Turn the craving in your ear
Drown you mind in rancid beer

        "It's okay" she screamed
        "Everything is dreamed"
        I just want to wake up for good


                        July 1994
                        C. J. Casey