I dont need the sex
I am not such a youngling anymore
I dont need my apathy to money
I am not so rich anymore
...
Sex is au natural
but not for everybody
Music is but simply
a collection of sounds
...
For life is short,
But man, is it not grand
It is stupid but still so beautiful
...
The first things a male baby sees
Is either a womb or a maternal feeding tree
...
Sitting by the embers of a crumbling fire
All around me music beauty and desire
The night will not end It must tarry and linger
By the stolen light of a dwindling blaze
...
A sign of impending insanity,
is that you fall in love randomly with humanity
...
Rich and Poor,
East and West,
Easy and Lazy,
Black and Blonde - it is all the same
...
I Dont Need The Sex
I dont need the sex
I am not such a youngling anymore
I dont need my apathy to money
I am not so rich anymore
And the moon is free
Shining silver across the sea
Music is still quite inexpensive
Books cheaper still for the pensive
Beauty is still a matter of choice for the aesthetic
While the sublime tends to be overshadowed by the pathetic